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An offering of sacred smut & somatic myths. Created by Ro Rose | @queerlyfluid

Sovereign Rot | Creative Documentation

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Sovereign Rot | Mythic Descent Scroll

Sovereign Rot | Descent of Gate 2

Sovereign Rot | Descent of Gate 3

Sovereign Rot | Descent of Gate 4

Sovereign Rot | Descent of Gate 5

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About This Journey </aside>

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Table of Contents </aside>

The Descent of Inanna: Gate 3 – Breath Unstrung

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A visceral descent text. Not polished scripture, but something gut-written. Here, Inanna surrenders the bond she once mistook for belonging.

She walks on from the mirror, glass still clinging to her skin. Her chest rises sharp with every step, ribs creaking like an unlatched door.

At the third gate, the guardian waits with an open palm. No words, no tilt of head. Just demand.

Inanna touches the necklace that rests above the pulses of blood and breath— centers of voice, heart, and connection. Not only ornament but bond, it shimmered as proof she belonged: to kin, to lovers, to worshippers, to the wide net of cosmos.

The guardian’s hand closes, faster than she expects. Fingers bite into her collarbones, wrenching the necklace free. Metal framing snaps against the back of her neck, leaving a welt of absence.

For a moment she cannot breathe. The loss seizes her like hands around her throat. She stumbles, clutching at air as though it were fabric she could hold to her chest. The double-bind of love collapses— she was never just herself, she was a jewel of adornment. Without it, there is no external proof she belongs.

Exhale nearly cracks her open— ribs flare. Her pulse surges raw, unstrung.

She steps through, carrying nothing but the rhythm of breath’s cadence and her heart’s insistence.

Entrail Invocation: Chokehold of Belonging

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An erotic retelling of the third gate in the descent— rewoven through belonging, pulse, and the choke of being wanted. Here, you’re asked to feel the necklace within.

You’re still bleeding from the glass. Breath rasps against your ribs, each inhale a serrated edge.