Execution Ceremony Holy Book

A thick quire of vellum leaves stitched into stiff boards, its covers scarred by decades of ritual use. The Doctor unveils it like a judge’s indictment, showing how the Borad’s cloned body has scripted its own ritual defilement—pages ruptured where he tried to carve himself a new title. Ink bleeds across the margins from hasty over-writes, and wax seals hang loose from binding cords, half-unwound as though the book itself refuses to ratify the fraud.