Lilith's Overlook.
18 Tammuz
Sinai Peninsula, Red Sea
As dawn's light began to unfurl, the cavern lay shrouded in a heavy stillness. The first rays of sunlight streamed through the opening, casting flickering silhouettes upon the craggy rock walls. I kicked at the stalactites and stalagmites strewn about, wondering how Samael ever believed they could serve as a prison. A thought struck me—yet again. Man, even Angels and Archangels, often failed to think beyond their own arrogance.
My breasts were engorged and painful; it was well past the hour I usually fed my child. I reluctantly resorted to milking myself, feeling the shame of wasting the precious substance my body tirelessly produced. I longed for the day I might dry up entirely. There was no reason to maintain a supply without demand.
Then a thought struck me—
Perhaps I could put the milk to good use in the meantime. If only I could find some flowers, pomegranates, lard, and honey, I could concoct a simple soap? I might even sell it to regain a semblance of power. Lay low, as they say. But the thought of doing so only painted a target on my back. I would find a way to survive, nonetheless. I had all the knowledge after all. At least for all things not Supernatural related.
Upon reaching the cavern's threshold, I stepped into the light, allowing the sun's warm rays to wash over my bare skin. Despite the turmoil of the previous night, the day unfolded with a glimmer of hope. I set off on a nude stroll toward the coastline of the Red Sea. The shore beckoned, and I yearned for a soothing soak. As my feet sank into the warm sand, a vivid memory flooded back—Moses parting the waters of the Red Sea. I had a secret front-row seat to that miraculous moment, and I still recalled the horror as the waters crashed down on those who pursued war between he and his people. Ah well, perhaps they had it coming.
I waded into the water, letting the salt wash away the remnants of dirt and blood from last night. The sting of the brine seared my exposed wounds, but it paled in comparison to the torment of entrusting my daughter to fate. Colourful songbirds flitted overhead, while seagulls cried out as the cerulean waves crashed against the rocks. I floated, my dark hair fanned out around me like a hoard of serpents. I closed my eyes and thought of Sheva. Not a moment passed without her occupying my thoughts.
Perhaps happiness would have been mine, had I simply followed the rules and refrained from tasting the forbidden fruit. Surrendering my will to Adam, and ignoring Asherah's presence, might have spared me from this solitude. Had I not taken flight, perhaps I could have avoided conceiving a child with an Archangel who possessed a horrible temper.
But oh, I still would have Sheva—my precious daughter. It would've simply been different. I do not regret her; let there be no misunderstanding. Yet, I am selfish, and therein lies the root of my desire. Such is the price one pays for freedom and knowledge.
After a few minutes, I made my way back to the shore and sat, wrapping my arms tightly around my scraped knees. I didn't mind the sand settling in places where the "sun don't shine" the emptiness in my chest was a gaping void, far worse than any discomfort. The memory of my daughter haunted me like a ghost. If I concentrated deeply enough, I could still feel the echo of her heartbeat though.
"Lilith..." A familiar voice broke through the silence.
"Asherah?" I cried, sitting up. "Mother?"
"Yes, Lilith. It is I, your mother."
"Where are you?"
"I am everywhere, but you cannot see me. I must remain hidden from others. Time is of the essence."
"Well Mother, I fulfilled my duty in this world."
"And what is that, Lilith?"
"I gave birth to a beautiful little girl."
"I witnessed it. I was there in spirit."
"Then why ask what my purpose is?"
"Lilith, having a child is not your sole purpose. We have discussed this."
"Well, regardless, she is gone now. I did not wish to send her away, but her father left me no choice... that decision was agonising."
"You sacrificed for her safety."Mother reminded me gently.
"Did you observe the entire ordeal?"
"It is complicated to explain, but in short, yes."
"Were you the voice I heard?"
"I cannot divulge that, but you must believe she is safe. The rift may have taken her from you, but it has also sheltered her from Samael."
"Sheltered her?" I snapped, my voice rising like a tempest. "What good is shelter if I cannot hold her? If I cannot hear her cry, see her smile, feed her? I Love her." I buried my head between my knees, tears streaming down my face.
"You are in pain, Lilith. But this is not the end. There may be a way to find her." Mother said.
I looked up, my heart racing. "How? How can I bring her back?"
"By embracing your power!" Mother replied, her voice steady. "You are more than a mere mother; you are a force of nature. But you must confront the darkness within yourself."
"The darkness?" I echoed, my thoughts spiraling. "Is that what I am now? A vessel for darkness?"
"No!" Mother insisted. "You embody both. Every being possesses light and dark. You must learn to wield both to navigate this world."
I lowered my head, the weight of her words settling heavily on my shoulders.
"I don't know if I can."
"Perhaps not today, but you must try. Think about the power you had last night. Focus your energy there. I am
Sorry...I must go now."
"Mother!" I cried, desperation flooding my voice. "I cannot do this alone."
"Believe in the connection that binds you!" She murmured gently. "Let her be your central thought. Sense her aura. The bond between mother and child is a powerful energy. That is how I discovered your presence. But I truly must go now; there is little time left."
I took a deep breath, trying to center myself amid the chaos of my emotions.
And then, I was alone again.
