Amirah Adara Higher Entities ((better)) (5000+ Exclusive)

"We cannot," the Loom translated, vibrating her teeth. "We have never been small."

"I know you're listening," she said, not with her mouth but with the calcium in her bones. "You, who orbit the corpse of a star that never existed. You, whose second toe is a black hole. You, who dream gravity into being." amirah adara higher entities

Amirah smiled. It was a terrible smile, the kind that comes from having nothing left to lose. "We cannot," the Loom translated, vibrating her teeth

"Look," she commanded. "Look at a mortal who loves you anyway. Not because you're powerful. Because you're lonely. I can feel it—the silence you live in. No one to argue with. No one to surprise you. You're not gods. You're prisoners." You, whose second toe is a black hole

She stood up. The obsidian cut her knees, but she didn't feel it.

The higher entities did not answer in words. They never did. Instead, Amirah felt a pressure behind her left eye—a thumbprint of pure information. A concept blossomed there: DISAPPOINTMENT . Not in her. In themselves. They were tired of being worshipped by microbes who mistook awe for understanding.

Behind her, the entities did not follow. But they listened. For the first time, they listened—not for prayers, but for footsteps.