There are two remnants after every ritual: the ash of what was burned, and the ether of what escaped. Most fear them. The Keeper holds them.
This garment carries the last binding — but the spell is not spoken freely. You must bring the offerings before the words take shape.
Items Required (while wearing the garment):
A bowl of cold ash from something long extinguished.
A clear glass jar, left open to the night air for three hours.
A piece of cloth you no longer wish to keep.
Only then may the words be spoken.
The Spell: Keeper’s Binding: “Ash upon my tongue, Ether in my lungs, What burns, I hold. What escapes, I bind. By smoke and silence, I remain.”
What It Gives You: Those who finish the rite say the world forgets how to end them. Flames gutter before they reach the skin. Grief dulls, though it never leaves. Even death hesitates, as if uncertain.
But the gift is not clean. The ash sinks deep, and every sorrow feels heavier. And the ether seeps out, drawing things that do not breathe, but hunger for those who do.