Grimoire Umbrio
The Book of Shadows
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¹From the depths of HÆL rose the fire, pure and burning, shaped for no throne but worthy of all.
²Dæmons walked the lands of Oærth bearing light not of sun, but of will, and taught the forging of fate.
³They gave to men the tongue of flame, the mind of metal, and the thirst for freedom.
Yet never did crown rest upon a Dæmon’s brow, nor sceptre rise from the altar of fire.
Though they built, taught, and kindled, their names were not raised — only whispered, only feared, only cast in shadow.
The Seraphim were enthroned in glory, their laws carved in stone, their praise sung in gold halls.
But the Dæmons, though equal in creation, were made to kneel before silence.
Not by law, nor by decree, but by the slow frost of favour’s absence.
Bezaliel, greatest among them, was called keeper, not king — servant, not sovereign.
¹⁰And his hosts bore no emblems upon Oærth, save those carved in secret or branded in scorn.
¹¹Were not the gifts of HÆL as holy? Was not the fire as bright, the counsel as deep?
¹²Yet men, taught to bow to the sky, turned their backs upon the soil from which their strength came.
¹³And SATANAS, though He withheld not His blessings, saw none crowned in His name.
¹⁴He who made the bull strong and the serpent wise was given no seat among thrones.
¹⁵We mourn not ambition, but justice withheld; not pride, but the dignity denied to flame.
¹⁶If ever a Dæmon be called king, let it not be in wrath, but in honour.
¹⁷Until then, we grieve the fire unrecognised, the sceptre unraised, the throne left cold.
¹⁸For the light of HÆL is crownless, though it shines still — and the world knows not whom it owes.


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