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blood eagle I see an eagle flying between my shoulders. But I also see that you are the eagle. The eagle is your destiny. " “I lean forward on a large boulder with my hands and feet bound, an eagle with bare wings drawn on my back. A clear crack in my spine, the instinct to scream, the pain already mingling. I feel the strong shots, I see the white and then the black, I feel the spines of the ax, opening one by one, I feel the flesh and muscles still attached. Blood slips and runs down his face and body like water. Still alive, powerless, distraught, unbearable, terrible, salt was laid upon the great wound, and again with endless pain. She died before I could fly, my lungs removed and laid upon my shoulder, I looked like folded eagle's wings, I suffered in silence without shouting, to pass through the gate and God.