Vibrating Membrane
Jagged shards of light fracture against your outstretched palm, vibrating with a low hum that rattles your teeth like a tuning fork submerged in oil. This thickening membrane resists every movement, forcing your hand to navigate an invisible, shifting geometry. As your attention drifts through the resistance, the friction between skin and shadow suggests that being is found only in this constant struggle to occupy space. A quiet stillness finally settles where the pressure meets the heat of your pulse.