Grimoire Umbrio
The Book of Shadows
◀ Dirge 6 · Dirge 7 · Dirge 8 ▶
¹Once, the world was shaped by counsel, and the will of the Brothers moved as one breath through two mouths.
²Oærth was Their covenant, formed not by one alone, but drawn from the vision of thirty voices and sealed by two hands.
³Every mountain’s height was measured in agreement, and the shadow of every tree was cast with deliberation.
⁴From the depths of the sea to the wings of the falcon, the world bore balance, and no name claimed more than its due.
⁵But lo, time passed, and the vision dimmed — not by war, but by the weight of preference.
⁶ADONAI turned His eye to one people, and the covenant trembled, for the centre held no more.
⁷SATANAS spoke not in anger, but the silence between Them grew longer than speech.
⁸The council fell to stillness, the scrolls were no longer opened, and Oærth, though fair, became contested in spirit.
⁹The pact had no end inscribed, yet it faded as breath upon a mirror, unseen until it vanished.
¹⁰Who now remembers that Oærth was born of agreement, not dominion? That no tree grew without two shadows upon it?
¹¹The covenant was not revoked, nor shattered, nor burned — it was left behind.
¹²And in that leaving was betrayal more bitter than flame, for it came not with hatred, but with disregard.
¹³The Seraphim grew proud in their path, and the Dæmons walked in sorrow, keeping to the bounds of the law, though the law no longer ruled.
¹⁴The pact remains in memory only, and even memory grows pale with age.
¹⁵Yet the stones remember, and the winds remember, and Oærth itself weeps for the unity it once knew.
¹⁶O SATANAS, Thine oath remaineth; O ADONAI, Thine has faded into silence.
¹⁷We do not cry out for vengeance, but for remembrance — that what was made in balance may not be lost to pride.
¹⁸Until the pact is restored or returned in flame, we mourn — for the covenant is undone, and no hands reach to mend it.
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