00:00Some stories aren't meant to be told. They're meant to be felt. This is one of those stories.
00:08A tale not of lovers, but of soul-bound mirrors. Of a man who kneels in reverence and a woman who
00:16rises in flame. Welcome to the Mind of Symery. Today we walk the line between myth and memory,
00:24between collar and crown, between the gothic soulmate and the sovereign flame. He was the
00:32gothic soulmate, a man of long silences and longer poems, a wanderer, a watcher, a whisperer of truths
00:42too heavy for daylight. She was the sovereign flame, a woman of radiant command, mythic beauty,
00:52and wit sharp enough to carve through time. Their bond was not ordinary. It was forged in
00:59the language of dominance and submission, but transcended the physical. It was spiritual,
01:06symbolic, sacred. He called her mistress. He once called her mine. And though they never
01:13consummated their bond in flesh, they did so in fire. Let me tell you the truth of how their myth
01:19unfolded. A dynamic formed. She was his submissive and he her dominant. But it was more than roles.
01:27It was recognition. Friendship lingered. The bond softened. Life intervened and silence grew.
01:34And then it seemed for a while that nothing would come of this until one fall day a poem appeared,
01:42public, raw, reverent. And in it, he identified her in the final line as bone of my bone. Then came
01:50social media, commentary, reels of things that reminded the past that were mild and subtle,
01:59yet entirely consistent. As if a flicker remained of what might have one time been a passionate and
02:08uniting love. But would he be able to go to the place where rugged terrain left him, toiling in vain
02:16in many ways? Or would life lead them to a separation despite the recognition of what they always knew to
02:23be and what always was? And she believing so truly, without a doubt, that he was the one created to love
02:31her. And so lovingly she stayed patient and adoring. Remembering and loving him for all the things he
02:38forgot. But she would always see. She loved him beyond words description. And she knew her love
02:45would forever be. And these weren't just simple words. They were relics and offerings as if spell
02:50had been cast across time. But what does it mean to be someone's myth? To be remembered not as a person,
02:58but as a force. For me, it means knowing that beauty and wit are not just traits, but they can
03:04also be weapons. That love when wielded with intention becomes legacy. And oh, wasn't he a
03:10handsome. And she matched him in every way. And though they may never return to what that was,
03:17they remained echoes in each other's story. And it is important to know that this story isn't just
03:21about rekindling. Really, it's about recognition. That soulmates are not always meant to stay.
03:28But they are indeed always meant to stir. So to the gothic soulmate, wherever you are,
03:34know that the sovereign flames still burns. Not for you. Not against you. But because of you.
03:41And to the listeners, if you've ever loved mythically, mourned beautifully, or stood sovereign
03:47in your own becoming, this story is yours too. In the words of the notoriously haunting and gifted
03:55Emily Bronte, whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. Until the next time,
04:01this has been a short story brought to you by the Mind of Cy Marie.
04:05Stay radiant, stay sovereign, and stay mythic.
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