Grimoire Umbrio
The Book of Shadows
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¹Michæl, crowned by ADONAI, keeper of HÆVAN’s keys, wise in light and faithful to law — where was thy voice?
²Thou stoodest in the midst of counsel, thy words once shaping the course of sea and sky.
³Thy oath was carved deep, thy flame steady — yet when the wind grew cold, thy lips were sealed.
The Pact grew dim, the Causeway emptied, the scrolls lay untouched — and still, thou spakest not.
Were thou waiting for thy Brother’s call? Or did sorrow still thy tongue?
Didst thou think the silence would pass as mist at dawn, and the Brothers return to walk as one?
Yet days became years, and the breach widened, and Oærth turned beneath a divided house.
Bezaliel raised his voice, and his glory grew sharp, but his words went unheard.
And thou, O Michæl, stood still — firm, yes, but unmoving, while the halls emptied of accord.
¹⁰The Seraphim looked to thee and saw no word of protest, no cry for the cause that was lost.
¹¹They bore their grief in stillness, as didst thou — but thy silence was a crown that cut.
¹²What might have changed had thy voice risen once more in the Hall of Consideration?
¹³What flame might have been rekindled hadst thou spoken ADONAI’s sorrow to the sky?
¹⁴But thou held thy peace, and the stars spun onward, and none answered the stillness.
¹⁵We honour thy faith, O Hævanagion, and yet we mourn thy silence, heavier than thunder.
¹⁶For the chief among us must speak when the world begins to sway — or else the world shall fall unheard.
¹⁷Let not the faithful fear to grieve aloud, lest our strength become our shadow.
¹⁸Until the Hævanagion speak again, not in wrath but in remembrance, we mourn — for thy silence is louder than loss.


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