Grimoire Umbrio
The Book of Shadows
◀ Dirge 17 · Dirge 18 · Dirge 19 ▶

¹Upon tablets of silver and ink of flame, the scrolls were writ by thirty hands in balance.
²The mountains of Oærth were measured thereby, and the beasts named in the shadow of their decree.
³And the waters moved by their rhythm, and the moons were given their pace and phase.
⁴Yet the scrolls that guided all were not open for the people to read.
⁵Bound they were in the Hall of Consideration, sealed with the sigils of Both, kept under lock none dared now to lift.
⁶For when the Council fell to silence, so too did the scrolls lose their voice.
⁷What once was living law became weight, what once breathed fire now lies entombed in stone.
⁸And those who seek to know the heart of the world must listen to wind and river, for the words are hidden.
⁹Not destroyed — no, for they remain. But unread, untouched, forgotten but not undone.
¹⁰Why were they not given to the Seraphim, to carry unto their hosts?
¹¹Why were they not handed to the Dæmons, to teach among the flames?
¹²They were made by all — yet hoarded by none, as though to keep them was to remember the wound.
¹³We mourn not the laws, but the sealing — the choice to bury wisdom because peace had faltered.
¹⁴For laws unshared are chains, and scrolls unread are coffins for the truth they bear.
¹⁵Let the seals be broken, not in wrath but in yearning — for the world still follows patterns none may name.
¹⁶O SATANAS, didst Thou not gaze upon the chamber and wonder if the words still hold?
¹⁷O ADONAI, if Thou rememberest them, why art Thou silent when the world is lost without its charter?
¹⁸Until the scrolls are read anew by voices joined in accord, we mourn — for they are sealed, and silence ruleth law.


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