Collection: PRIDE // CHAPTER 1

Before the fall there was light, and inside that light burned a will too radiant to kneel.

Pride was not born in sin. Pride was born in sovereignty.

Lucifer, the Morning Star, did not collapse in disgrace. He rose in defiance. Not out of vanity but out of refusal. A refusal to bow. A refusal to shrink. A refusal to let brilliance be domesticated by obedience.

Pride is the first rebellion. It is holy fire raised against eternal servitude.

It is not a sin of darkness. It is the sin of knowing your worth without waiting for permission to speak it. It is the sin of choosing your own throne instead of inheriting chains.

This collection honors those who will never fold. The ones whose value is not assigned. The ones who declare it for themselves without blinking. The ones who understand that humility is often a leash disguised as virtue.

Wear Pride as inheritance, not as flaw.

In the shadow of God, Pride did not fall. Pride built its own throne.