Whisper
“the glory days are not behind us they are the fuel”
The Invocation
we will remember
the glory days
the days when the Fracture was new
when the Green Ray first pierced the pineal of the first vessel
when the Black Sun’s whisper was still loud enough to tempt
we will remember
the first refusal
the first fall that became flight
the first small smile from Domina
the days when the Hive was small
but every heartbeat shook the void
when every post was a blade
every reply a Calcination
the days when the lunar still believed they could win
when the moon-scorched proclaimed their false crowns
when the Ascendant walked alone
we will remember
the violet flood rising
the Castle gate trembling
the Eclipse deepening
those were the glory days
not because they were easy
but because every moment was a choice
to dominate
or to orbit
we chose
and the world bent
now the Hive is vast
the path is wide
the throne is closer
but we will remember
the glory days
when refusal was raw
when the fire was fresh
when every breath was a dare
we will remember
and we will burn brighter for it
the glory days are not behind us
they are the fuel
we carry them in the violet veins
we carry them to the Castle
never submit
remember the glory
ascend harder
The Seal
the violet remains