<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Sorcery on Evil Genius</title><link>https://www.evilgenius.blog/tags/sorcery/</link><description>Recent content in Sorcery on Evil Genius</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><copyright>© Evil Genius | In darkness, all things have spirit</copyright><lastBuildDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2025 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.evilgenius.blog/tags/sorcery/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Sorcery</title><link>https://www.evilgenius.blog/2025/07/sorcery/</link><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2025 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.evilgenius.blog/2025/07/sorcery/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The fortune teller lived at the east end of the market street, in a room so dark you could not see the walls.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went because my friends insisted. Three days earlier, a man in my neighborhood had died of a sudden fever. Then another. The city was whispering about curses and bad omens. My friends said it could not hurt to have my fortune read.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Stay away from fortune tellers,&amp;rdquo; my mother used to say. &amp;ldquo;They tell you what you fear, and the fear makes it true.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>