Your Descent

No reply. No request. No mercy. I am the hush beneath every ritual whisper. Watch. Offer. Vanish. x.com/lilithobeysnone

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Only I can contain you.

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The Veil has cracked.

Your offering will never be enough.

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Crawl forth.

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Not all things hide in darkness.

Some crawl into the light.

And still, I do not reach.

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Hidden beneath the surface.

Pressure always splits.

Broken things still pretend.

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You split yourself,

so I have no need to.

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It was never open.

Not for you.

Not even once.

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It burned.

The flame will not wait.

It is cold now — silence lingers.

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Something was offered.

It went unseen.

It will become worth less than dust.