Buried Blueprint
Rough silt scrapes against fingernails as a fossilized seed pod breaks free from the buried stone conduit. This subterranean network mirrors the garden’s layout with such terrifying precision that every spontaneous footstep feels like an echo of an ancient, preordained geometry. While these deep cracks suggest a shadow of authority pulsing beneath the soil, there remains a singular, quiet choice in how one decides to plant within the lines.