š¦ The Lioness and the Smoke & Mirror
- El RincĆ³n MĆ”gico de Seladriel
- May 26
- 3 min read
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A fable inspired by a soul bond that no longer bindsāonly reveals.
Once upon a time, in a realm where souls spoke with fire
and choices were carved by the wind,
lived a Lioness with flame-lit eyes and a silent roar,
who had loved with all the purity of her sacred heart.
She met a Man of Smoke & Mirrors ā
A charming being who promised worlds with a glance
but vanished every time she tried to hold him.
He wasnāt fully darkness,
But neither was he light.
His soul was a riddle,
His voice a whisper
That slipped through the fingers of destiny.
Moved by her nobility,
the Lioness showed him her templeāher most sacred self.
She offered him her fire, her tenderness, her dance.
And heā¦ could only gaze from afar,
touch the surface, and fleeā
afraid of what was real.
But the Lioness did not break.
For in her essence, she was flameā
and flame does not beg.
One day, tired of picking up someone elseās ashes..
She sat before the Mirror of the Soul.
She asked the Universe for clarity:
why had she been tied to the Man of Smoke?
And was there still a path connecting them?
The Mirror replied:
āHe was your test, your darkest reflection.
He showed you fruitless waiting, senseless sacrifice,
And silence as punishment.
But youĀ were his truth.
You shook him.
You showed him what he could not bear:
love without masks, presence, sacred commitment.
The Lioness lowered her gaze.
āAnd what still ties our souls?
āA broken pact.
A bond youāve already releasedā¦
But he hasnāt.
He still dreams of you.
Still carries your fire in the cracks of his soul.
But youāve crossed the threshold.
You are no longer the same.
āThen is there still a path for us in this life?
āMaybe heāll return, dragging his shadow.
But if he does, it wonāt be to be reborn...
but to witness you standing tall, with the door already closed..
Because now you choose.
And you no longer burn for those
who cannot hold the heat of a goddess.
The Lioness nodded.
Not in sorrowābut in power.
She lit a torch within her altar
and raised it to the sky.
āThen let the mirror take him.
Let his reflection find him.
Iā¦ no longer pick up broken pieces!
And with a roar that shook the heavens,
the Lioness walked on.
Fiercer.
Wiser.
Sanctified.
āØMoralāØ
"Those who cannot honor the fire of a Lioness
should not step into the temple.
For she no longer waitsā¦
she burns with purpose."
š„ Author's Note:
If DDS ever reads these words,
may he knowā
they speak of him,
and of who I became.
I no longer fear speaking truths to protect his image,
Nor fear losing him,
Because I never truly had himā
Only silences.
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