The Silence that Devours

[Scene I – The Tongue of the Forgotten | 10:13 A.M.]

(The surroundings have frozen into a palette without color. Not white, not gray: drained of meaning. Each step Kael takes sounds like a repressed thought.)

Elyah slowly circles him. He doesn’t look at him—he examines him. Like a shepherd judging whether the sheep still remembers its name.

> Elyah: — How much of you still belongs to your Creator… and how much has unraveled among your doubts?

Kael follows him with his eyes. The silence between them is heavier than the fog.

> Kael: — I do not seek salvation. — I seek truth.

[Scene II – The Archive That Does Not Exist | 10:17 A.M.]

(A bookshelf appears without warning, in the middle of nothingness. The books are sealed. All of them. Bound with rusted chains.)

> Kael (confused): — What is this?

> Elyah: — The memory your kind sealed when it refused to listen.


> Kael: — Refused to whom?


> Elyah: — To the One who spoke from the mount. The One who laid down law when all was chaos. The One who offered words… and was answered with silence.


(Elyah takes one of the books. He does not open it. He holds it as one would carry a tomb.)

> Elyah: — I did not come to give you answers, Kael. I came to return to you the questions your faith abandoned out of convenience.

[Scene III – The Suspended Judgment | 10:21 A.M.]

(The ground opens, without breaking. It does not fall into the abyss; it floats upon it. Elyah stops. For the first time, he looks directly at Kael. His eyes are not eyes: they are commandments carved into flesh.)

> Elyah: — And if I am what you always pleaded for? If I am the voice that descended when no one else came down?

Kael hesitates. He feels it in his chest, like a rope pulled too tight.
> Kael: — I do not trust those who arrive when hope is already buried. — Nor the envoys who speak only after mourning has ended.


(Elyah nods with a slow gesture. As if he had expected that answer.)

> Elyah: — Then you acknowledge your own judgment. — For everyone who prays without understanding… has already been condemned.

(The air trembles. Not with power, but with ancestral authority.)



[Scene IV – The Image of the Antimesiah | 10:26 A.M.]

(Behind Elyah a living mural takes shape: thousands of people kneeling, praying. Their faces twisted with desperation. None are heard. None receive an answer.)

> Kael (whispering): — Who are you… truly?

Elyah does not answer immediately. He raises his hand. He does not give a command; he enacts a decree.

The faces in the mural dissolve. Not in blood. In absolute silence.

> Elyah: — I am the echo of the first Law. — The image of the One who no longer needs to descend.

> Kael: — Yahweh… the One?


> Elyah: — I am like Him. — Not because I replace Him, but because I was made in His likeness. — I am the judgment that walks when the altar has been defiled.





[Scene V – Prelude to the Debate | 10:30 A.M.]

(The scene closes like a seamless curtain. Only the two of them remain, beneath a light that casts no shadow.)

> Elyah: — I do not wish to defeat you, Kael. — I wish for you to be converted. — To repent. — Or to be erased like the voices that doubted too long.

> Kael (motionless): — Then you are an elect one. — But you do not preach to heal… — You preach to impose.


> Elyah: — For there is no longer time for mercy. — I was chosen by the One. — And where He is silent… I speak.



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Codex Gnosis Dei – Fragment XIII
> The true elect wear no crown.They carry the voice that Heaven will not repeat twice.For when the One falls silent, His words walk incarnate.