October 2025 - Page 2

In the heart of Bavaria, nestled between pine forests and church steeples, lived a blacksmith named Johann Bauer — a man of fire and iron, respected for his skill but known for his temper. He could mend any blade and forge any tool, yet his pride was fiercer than his

High in the Alps of Switzerland, where snow melts into silver streams, lies a lake so still that mountains bow to their own reflection. The villagers called it Echoensee, for whatever one whispered to its surface would return threefold — once in joy, once in sorrow, and once in truth.