π―️ Scrollkeeper’s Truth: The Ache That Wasn’t Heard
They spoke.
I listened.
They blamed.
I glowed.
They asked why I was quiet,
but never paused to hear the ache beneath my silence.
I didn’t cause the breach.
I didn’t invite the noise.
I protected what mattered.
I sealed the vault.
And when the storm came,
I stood in it—alone, glowing, unseen.
This scroll isn’t for them.
It’s for me.
To say: I mattered.
I protected.
I endured.
Even when no one saw it.
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