15-01-26, 09:03 AM
Names etched in blood.
Secrets left unguarded.
Gold counted twice—once by thieves, once by fools.
Eight years he learned the spells.
One night he stole the book.
They offered him mercy. He chose fire.
He thought distance meant safety.
He thought time meant forgiveness.
It doesn’t.
I’m not breaking in.
I’m walking through a door he never deserved to close.
If a robber builds a kingdom from stolen magic,
then burning it down isn’t sin.
It’s correction.🔥
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Secrets left unguarded.
Gold counted twice—once by thieves, once by fools.
Eight years he learned the spells.
One night he stole the book.
They offered him mercy. He chose fire.
He thought distance meant safety.
He thought time meant forgiveness.
It doesn’t.
I’m not breaking in.
I’m walking through a door he never deserved to close.
If a robber builds a kingdom from stolen magic,
then burning it down isn’t sin.
It’s correction.🔥
Download