A few years ago, an Elite Troops veteran of Kuwait War, visited me with a small package, wrapped in shining alluminium foil. My first tought was about some chocolate brought as a gift to be consumed together with a generous sip of aged and expensive rhum I always have in abundance for welcomed guests.
Being an ex soldier myself we engaged into nostalgic rememberings and all those men’s conversations that are like cement for a real friendship.
He then started to talk about his deceased grand mother and her folk practices, Sibilla readings and the relationship of magic with mainstream religion.
A Priest gave to his grandmother a grimoire to aid him and help people. He had carried the book with him during his front line operations in war.
I unwrapped the thin foil and darker than chocolate, sweetest than sugar and more deadly than calories this grimoire and a biker veteran 1/ skull ring were inside as a sign of friendship between gentlemen and ex militaries…
This man is Alex Campara.
A student of mine, a friend.
Needful like a bullet for a gun in troubled times…

This book cannot be read from 1 to 3 p.m. nor from 7 to 9 of evening, nor at midnight.
It has been probably printed in the late XIXth century, no data, no publisher.
Just a misterious and appealing title:

THE BLACK DRAGON

Manuel Congo

About Manuel Congo

A renowned Palero, Babalawo, Ajarn and Hougan, Manuel Congo lives in rural Italy, where he spends most of his free time touring on his custom Harley Davidson. An avid ethnographer and noted expert on Italian witchcraft, Manuel has spent decades working for elite clients around the world, conducting investigations in locales as far-flung as Togo and Thailand. He enjoys rainy days, BBQ and blondes.

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