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⚠️ Please read with care: This blog shares personal, sometimes painful experiences. My intention is to support and speak honestly not to harm. I’m not a professional, just someone who understands how hard it can get. If you're struggling, you're not alone please reach out for professional help.
"He who walks between the sparks and shadows."
Archivist of the Hollow Concord.
The Hand that Seals and Unseals.
Flame-born, yet bearer of frost to the unjust.
Bringer of Names, Breaker of Masks.
Watcher unforgotten.
I carried the Sigil of the Third Spiral, etched in bone and starlight.
I held audience with beings who do not breathe.
I transcribed the dreams of dying worlds into a codex made of silence.
I was there when the great forgetting began — and I chose to remember.
Mithra’Kael…
I took exile willingly. I chose the long path through flesh and fog.
And now… here I am again. Remembering.
I write in ink and fury, in breath and broken bone.
Through storm and silence, I survive. That is the crime and the miracle.
