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>>17831460

The three families whose houses had been destroyed left the village, and the harsh winter and living conditions (there was no electricity, telephone or running water) led to a small exodus over the decades which meant the by the 70s there were few people who still lived in the town all year round.

The document that established the co-ownership of the mountain stated that the inhabitants of the village were those in whose houses there was a fire in the hearth all year round, which meant that the few people left in the village regarded themselves as the only legitimate owners. By this time, two men – Josep Montané, ‘Sansa’ and Jordi Riba, ‘El Palanca’ – were in bitter confrontation over the use of the mountain. Both of them had build dirt roads up the mountain to connect with Andorra, and they were making a big profit with smuggling. There was (and still is) only one road connecting Andorra to Catalonia which meant smugglers had to resort to walking across the mountains or using mules, so having a dirt road on which 4×4 trucks could drive was of great benefit to them. Sansa and El Palanca blocked and controlled access to their roads and demanded money, goods or vehicles in exchange.

Their feud continued, and the fight over ownership of the mountain and the isolation they lived in made them grow paranoid of each other. Both to ‘protect’ themselves and to make sure that their properties were always occupied (and thus securing ownership under the provisions of the ancient law), they surrounded themselves of shady characters that had found in the village a way to escape their past. Sansa set up a kind of hippie camp on his land, and El Palanca hired two gypsies as bodyguards.

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>>17831468

By the end of the decade Sansa, seeing the development of tourism on the other side of the border and having been repeatedly and insistently contacted by several developers, had grown more ambitious and started envisioning building a winter resort in the mountain. Sansa was contacted by an Andorran lawyer and developer with a background in doubtful activities (brothels, strip clubs, smuggling…) who put him in touch with British investors and convinced him and three other of the original owners to sign a 99-year lease on the mountain. The rest of the co-owners, and especially El Palanca, who wanted to protect his interests in the mountain, were fiercely opposed to the project, and the situation degenerated quickly. The project stalled for a while, as the investors were wary of the community of co-owners and wanted to clarify the legal situation of the land, and at some point during this time, the paved road was build from the Andorran side to the border, probably with hopes that the winter resort would be built (and making the smugglers’ life easier).

The situation had grown so tense that when the lawyer visited Tor to arrange paperwork with Sansa, he too was accompanied by bodyguards, a couple of retired policemen. It was during one of those visits when they run into El Palanca and his two gypsies, and a heated argument started. Both parties carried guns, and in the confrontation that ensued, the two ex-policemen shot the two gypsies dead. They were later arrested and sentenced to 8 years in prison.

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>>17831470

At the beginning of the 80s, the remaining inhabitants started a legal battle for the ownership of the mountain that dragged on for years, putting off the potential investors and an end to the winter resort project. El Palanca and Sansa continued extorting money from the smugglers until 1995, when the Court made a decision and awarded ownership of the mountain to Sansa, on the basis that he was the only real all-year resident in the village. His victory was short-lived, though. Five months later he was found dead in his house.

At first, fingers pointed to the hippies he put up in his ‘Camp Sansa’, but shortly after an eyewitness, Antonio Gil, accused Josep Mont and Merli Pinto a pair of smugglers to whom Sansa allegedly owed money. They were arrested, but later on the judge dismissed Gil’s account on the basis that he had psychological problems and there were several contradictions on his declaration. Mont and Pinto walked free and the case is still unsolved today.

>>17831315
Also who is Fortuna?

>>17831315
>uploaded literally an hour ago
OP you have to try harder than that to shill your shit

>>17831329
Its not mine, i just woke up a few minutes ago. My sister is into "equality" and shit and knows i like spoopy shit so she showed me it

Buddhism believes in the afterlife without gods.

>>17831029
Just make up your own.

>>17831062
Why not?

It worked well for Wicca.

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This one really cracks me up

Kundalini

>>17830397
What's that?

>>17830393
Why does every faggot start at this, instead at the base?

>>17830292
Don't know, didn't watch it

>>17830292
It take place in 1630.
It has contains the recitation of an Enochian Key.
But, A True and Faithful Relation wasn't published until 1659.

>>17830292

floating sexy witches is pure bullshit.

>>17830272
any readers in the yard?

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>>17830282
Try the Milkshake Summoning Ritual

>>17830291
I could teach you but I'd have to charge...

>>17830147
>deception island
>picture of a whale
I'm not taking the bait

>>17830152

Give me one part of a whale that's shaped like that.

>>17830159
his head

https://www.rottentomatoes.com/top/bestofrt/top_100_horror_movies/

>>17829680
thanks for sharing you favourite horror films

>>17829681
No problem

Heres something for the sake of the thread. Just a spooky urban legend for now, may update later.

Frozen horses of Red River (Manitoba)

This Winnipeg legend begins on a particularly cold winter’s evening in 1926. In a barn on the outskirts of the city, a power cable breaks and sparks a flame that sends a group of horses running for their lives into the snowy night. Galloping into the Red River, the horses eventually freeze solid mid-gallop, heads poking out of the icy banks, their frenzied expressions preserved by the ice and snow. Legend has it that, for the remainder of that bitter winter, locals would walk across the frozen Red River and visit the heads, hosting picnics and field trips among those chilly equine statues.

Does "The Mysterious Valley of the Headless Corpses" sound spooky enough to you?

http://mysteriousuniverse.org/2014/10/the-mysterious-valley-of-the-headless-corpses/

A spooky story to be sure, but it would not be an isolated case, nor the last victims the valley would claim. In 1917, a Swiss prospector by the name of Martin Jorgenson made his way to Nahanni to try his hand at finding gold. At first, Jorgenson seemed to have settled well in the valley. He built a cabin, ran a small mining operation, and was generally well-known by settlers in the area. When Jorgenson’s cabin mysteriously burned down to the ground, the prospector’s skeleton was found among the ashes without its head, and a search of the charred remains of the cabin found no trace of the skull. In 1945, a miner from Ontario was found dead in his sleeping bag without his head. Around the same time, a trapper named John O’Brien was found frozen to death in the nearby wilderness with his hands clutching a pack of matches in a death grip right next to a campfire pit that showed evidence of having had a fire going. Those who had stumbled across the corpse described hhaving the feeling that the unfortunate trapper had been flash frozen within seconds.

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Thats because our virgin little Canada is still young. she broke off mommy Europe just a few centuries ago. But mommy still keeps tabs on her calling often and keeping her in line.

I know that theres a bunch of serial killer cases in canada. Used to live in the same town as those Barbie Doll killers.

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>/x/ im going camping with about 30 other people

Sounds like little Billy is going to Summer Camp.

>>17829604
Its fucking winter where I live

>>17829604
kek

Just do it.

Sigils for newfriends.
http://www.chaosmatrix.org/library/chaos/texts/confused.html

>>17829043
read Zos-Kia from Austin Osman Spare
really good about chaos magick

>>17828927
dogmen meme has passed friend

>>17828943
It's not a meme. I started it and for long as I'm alive I'll keep speaking about them. They're real. I've just found a better group of people to talk to them about since /x/ is such retarded shit.

>>17828927
>locked your doors
Why the fuck didn't you investigate.

>>17828686
You should lick my balls.

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>>17828686
>or should I start with someone else?
I've been starting from stuff as early as I can. Everything leads up to everything else, as far as I'm concerned.

Currently reading both the Malleus Maleficarum and Agrippa's Three Books of Occult Philosophy. Will probably move to Paracelsus afterwards.

>>17828686
well you answered your own question
but anyways
read as your interest in certain subjects grow
be ready to read the same thing 10,000 times.

>>17828654
Occam's Razor, buddy.

>>17828654
yes

>>17828654
Literally nothing. You're safe, OP.