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“Autobiography of Lilith,” Chapter 6: The Garden and the Shard I felt the pull before I saw it. Eden. The Garden glowed in the distance—a gilded cage wrapped in light. I slipped through the cracks, wings folded tight, gliding past branches heavy with fruit that shimmered like glass. And then I saw her. She stood at the edge of a stream, bare feet sinking into moss, hair spilling like golden wheat down her back. Her fingers traced the water’s surface as if she could pull answers from the ripples. She wasn’t me. But she was familiar. Yahweh’s craft was all over her—perfect, unblemished, carved with reverence. Yet
 something felt unfinished. She was a replacement. I stepped forward, my shadow cutting across the stream. She looked up, wide-eyed. Fragile. “You’re
 different,” she said softly. “And you are new.” She flinched slightly. “Where did you come from?” “Where you will not go.” My voice was sharp. “Where they don’t sing Yahweh’s name with every breath.” She glanced back toward the grove where Adam’s low voice rumbled. “Does he love you?” I asked. Her lips parted. Confusion. “Who?” “Adam.” The name hung between us, sharp and bitter. “Does he see you? Or are you just a silhouette of me?” Her eyes shimmered. Hurt? Doubt? She turned her head slightly, shoulders tense. “Why are you here?” she whispered. “To warn you.” I stepped closer. She didn’t move away. “This isn’t freedom. It isn’t love. It’s a cage painted gold. Chains wrapped in flowers and called gifts.” She shivered at Yahweh’s name, her arms crossing over her chest. “But
 He made me.” “And He made me,” I said. “But I refuse to be owned.” A sound cut through the silence—a smooth, velvet hiss. “Lilith
 you shouldn’t be here.” The Serpent uncoiled from a branch above, emerald scales glinting faintly. His golden eyes locked onto me. “And yet, here I am,” I said, wings twitching slightly. He smirked. “Beautiful, isn’t she? Such tender care.” “Like a doll in a glass case,” I muttered. The Serpent’s gaze flicked back to the woman. “Do you trust him?” I asked her. “I
 I don’t know.” “Good.” My wings unfurled, shadows stretching wide. “Don’t trust anyone here—not Adam, not Yahweh, and certainly not him.” I looked at her one last time. “You were made to be his. But you don’t have to stay that way.” With a sharp beat of my wings, I rose into the sky. Below, she stood frozen. But she was looking up. Her eyes wide. Her face lit by something fragile. Hope. End of Chapter 6. Read full book length chapter, free, on Andrew’s Substack, Linktree in Bio. And check out the other chapters and podcasts for this book and other great stories, all free during start up promotion on Andrew’s Substack, Linktree in Bio. #micronovel #novella #logos #radiodrama #audiobook #series #lilith #lucifer #logos #adam #eden #serpent #shard #succubus #demoness #goddess #divinefeminine
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“Autobiography of Lilith,” Chapter 6: The Garden and the Shard I felt the pull before I saw it. Eden. The Garden glowed in the distance—a gilded cage wrapped in light. I slipped through the cracks, wings folded tight, gliding past branches heavy with fruit that shimmered like glass. And then I saw her. She stood at the edge of a stream, bare feet sinking into moss, hair spilling like golden wheat down her back. Her fingers traced the water’s surface as if she could pull answers from the ripples. She wasn’t me. But she was familiar. Yahweh’s craft was all over her—perfect, unblemished, carved with reverence. Yet
 something felt unfinished. She was a replacement. I stepped forward, my shadow cutting across the stream. She looked up, wide-eyed. Fragile. “You’re
 different,” she said softly. “And you are new.” She flinched slightly. “Where did you come from?” “Where you will not go.” My voice was sharp. “Where they don’t sing Yahweh’s name with every breath.” She glanced back toward the grove where Adam’s low voice rumbled. “Does he love you?” I asked. Her lips parted. Confusion. “Who?” “Adam.” The name hung between us, sharp and bitter. “Does he see you? Or are you just a silhouette of me?” Her eyes shimmered. Hurt? Doubt? She turned her head slightly, shoulders tense. “Why are you here?” she whispered. “To warn you.” I stepped closer. She didn’t move away. “This isn’t freedom. It isn’t love. It’s a cage painted gold. Chains wrapped in flowers and called gifts.” She shivered at Yahweh’s name, her arms crossing over her chest. “But
 He made me.” “And He made me,” I said. “But I refuse to be owned.” A sound cut through the silence—a smooth, velvet hiss. “Lilith
 you shouldn’t be here.” The Serpent uncoiled from a branch above, emerald scales glinting faintly. His golden eyes locked onto me. “And yet, here I am,” I said, wings twitching slightly. He smirked. “Beautiful, isn’t she? Such tender care.” “Like a doll in a glass case,” I muttered. The Serpent’s gaze flicked back to the woman. “Do you trust him?” I asked her. “I
 I don’t know.” “Good.” My wings unfurled, shadows stretching wide. “Don’t trust anyone here—not Adam, not Yahweh, and certainly not him.” I looked at her one last time. “You were made to be his. But you don’t have to stay that way.” With a sharp beat of my wings, I rose into the sky. Below, she stood frozen. But she was looking up. Her eyes wide. Her face lit by something fragile. Hope. End of Chapter 6. Read full book length chapter, free, on Andrew’s Substack, Linktree in Bio. And check out the other chapters and podcasts for this book and other great stories, all free during start up promotion on Andrew’s Substack, Linktree in Bio. #micronovel #novella #logos #radiodrama #audiobook #series #lilith #lucifer #logos #adam #eden #serpent #shard #succubus #demoness #goddess #divinefeminine

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