She Who Knows V2

She Who Knows

In the stillness, where the wind forgets,
She waits where past and future met.
No crown, no throne, no silver blade,
Just words that twist what time has made.

She sees the blood beneath the stone,
She hears the names we've never known.
Her fingers trace the threads of fate,
She speaks, and kingdoms hesitate.

She who knows, walks alone,
Carving truth from ash and bone.
Eyes like dusk, voice like flame,
She calls the end by its true name.
Oh, Seer…
She who knows, we fear the same.

The stars retreat when she begins,
To chant the death of ancient sins.
A song not sung for joy or pain,
But to remind the earth it can rain again.

Feather, fire, dust, and thread...
She speaks the words the gods have said.
Not to save, and not to damn—
But simply 'cause she knows she can.

She who knows, walks alone,
Through broken stone and shattered tone.
Her breath is cold, her heart is clear,
She’s never far, she’s always near.
Oh, Seer...
She who knows—we're already here.