THREEFOLD

Apotheosis. The throne that was never built. It was uncovered beneath the dust of names long forgotten by time. Mortals who dared to defy fate and logic, to uncover something mystical and magical. To be paradoxical. Those who sought the root only to discover the crown was already waiting them The first lie they were told is that gods are born. The second is that they cannot die. Before temples rose from stone and before prayers carried themselves into the sky, there was silence. There has always been silence in a universe that is cruel and shaped by random occurrences. Every empire leaves behind ruins, but where are the originals? The heavens did not create the divine. The divine created the heavens. And so who created the divine? Or the wretched? Creation demand a creator only to minds imprisoned.