Grimoire Umbrio
The Book of Shadows
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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.
From the depths of the sea to the wings of the falcon, the world bore balance, and no name claimed more than its due.
But lo, time passed, and the vision dimmed — not by war, but by the weight of preference.
ADONAI turned His eye to one people, and the covenant trembled, for the centre held no more.
SATANAS spoke not in anger, but the silence between Them grew longer than speech.
The council fell to stillness, the scrolls were no longer opened, and Oærth, though fair, became contested in spirit.
The 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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