Through my Mirror of Floron I saw us both "As above, so below", while the kundalini uncoiled Lilith invoked, we sent the salt scattering from its circle. I conjured spirits to divine some truth yet through their Enochian howls I swear I caught your name. I charred the bones, inscribed the wax in despair, I stood robed in the clearing. A new-forged ring, a call unanswered, I left the glade. Your will remains unbroken.