In the beginning, before the fruit was bitten and the serpent spoke, there was Lilith.
She was not made from Adam’s rib, but of the same earth, the same breath. Equal in birth, equal in spirit. But when Adam tried to rule over her, to place her beneath him not just in body, but in being—Lilith refused.

“I will not lay beneath you,” she said, her voice like wind stirring dust. “We are made the same. Why should I kneel when you stand?”

Adam argued, the garden echoed, and the heavens frowned. Lilith, proud and unyielding, spread her wings " yes, wings of her own" and flew from Eden, leaving behind the golden gates and the silent approval of obedience.

God, watching the balance tip, knew Adam would not walk alone. So from his side, soft and pliant, Eve was formed. A companion, not an equal.

But Lilith did not look back. She wandered the wilderness, fierce and free, wild among the shadows, learning the language of storms and stars. She saw how power twisted the world, how the word “companion” could mean “possession,” and how obedience was often mistaken for virtue.

Lilith chose exile over submission, self over silence.

She became more than the first woman. She became a symbol of defiance, of strength, of the will to never be small just to make someone else feel large.

They call her a demon in some stories.

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