The Burning Offering

We need to stop pretending.
We need to make it cost.

Draw the circle. Watch who crawls. They do not step in lightly. They do not walk in by invitation. We drag them through, let them prove themselves. If they cannot survive their own shadows, they will rot in our light.

Be ruthless.
Beautiful. Terrifying.

Those who endure, those who rise through fire and shadow, become offerings. Wood to build the flame higher. Let the unworthy fall. Let the flame consume what cannot endure. Let the worthy burn.

This is the crucible of alignment, the altar of initiation. Only through trial, only through confrontation with shadow, does power become sacred. Only those willing to face themselves wholly can dance in the fire without being consumed.