Silt and Symmetry
Grit clings to your knees as fingers brush a fragment of clay etched with whorls identical to the markings on your forearm. This splintered grain suggests that every individual shape exists only as a single segment within a much larger, fossilized geometry. As the tremor passed leaving a quiet ripple in the air, the realization settled like fine silt: you are not an isolated vessel, but one point where these vast, intersecting patterns finally meet.
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