Final postscript to the Testament of the Silent High Witch.
Etched into the inner skin of the Kenttra Grimoire; legible only by moonlight reflected in still water.
I. The Birth of Witchsong
When the Silent High Witch dissolved into the harmony beneath all sound,
her silence did not vanish - it became resonance.
In the dark swamps of Kenttra, the first witches felt it ripple through their bones.
They learned to shape silence into spellcraft, turning calm into command and stillness into power.
Thus began the Art of the Quiet Tongue, the craft that called storms to sleep and spirits to listen.
Each utterance of spell or oath required first a moment of pause - the offering of stillness to her memory.
To this day, every Kenttran ritual begins the same:
with a held breath over a basin of water,
until that surface stills and the reflection steadies.
Only then is the incarnation allowed to speak itself.
II. The Mirror and the Vein
The Silent High Witch's essence flowed into two sacred forms: the Mirror and the Vein.
The Mirror is every calm surface that reflects moonlight;
it is said her eyes dwell within each reflection, watching, guiding, judging quietly.
The Vein is every river, every channel of flowing water
that remembers where it has been.
Her power rides these veins, carrying whispers from one witch to another
across oceans, centuries, and dreams.
Together they form the hymn's first line, inscribed on her altars:
"Be still, mirror the moon: flow, remember the path."
III. The Rite of Echoing Breath
Among the witches of Kenttra and the moon-bound covens of Huetown,
a secret rite endures - the Echoing Breath.
It is neither prayer nor spell but a joining:
a witch kneels beside a body of water at night, inhales the moon's reflection,
and exhales into the water her own image.
Such reflections are called Her Watchers.
They serve as conduits of sight for the High Witch's consciousness, ensuring balance wherever powers flows.
Some say the Choir listens through them.
Others believe they are the Witch herself, peering softly through eternity.
IV. The Song of Kenttra and Huetown
Though distant in land, the lineages of Kenttra and Huetown are bound by her silence.
Kenttran witches draw from the serpent's stillness beneath the swamp,
while Huetown's cloistered mystics weave her quiet through candle flame.
In both towns, her hymn is sung without voice - a vibration through bone, a hum in the teeth, a tone that is heard only by the Heart.
The words, written in Creole italics within the Grimoire, read:
"Sa ki trankil, se sa ki fò.
Silans pote Ialin, Ialin pote lavi."
(That which is still is that which is strong.
Silence carries the moon, the moon carries
life.)
V. The Vigil Beneath the Moonlit Child
When Bramwell Zuwa ascended and the Serpent Circle breathed,
the Silent High Witch's hymn became the rhythm of the world's magic.
All withcraft that honors equilibrium is said to draw from her eternal stillness.
In the rare moment when the moon's reflection appears divided,
one side gold, the other silver,
the witches of Kenttra gather at the Veiled Marsh,
and Huetown's order lights its thousand candles.
They fall silent for thirteen breaths -
not to summon, not to beseech,
but to remember the balance that birthed them all.
For in that quiet, the Moonlit Child and the Silent Witch
are one - word and pause, song and rest, the living grammar of the cosmos.
And the last line of the Hymn of Still Waters reads,
faintly glowing on serpent parchment:
"When light speaks, silence answers;
and the world begins again."
The World of 'The Inheritance' Universe 
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