Glyph of Origin
Dust settles into the grooves of limestone carvings, where every etched curve mimics the specific loops and slashes of your own handwriting. These geometric traces suggest an ancient blueprint designed for your arrival, yet they might only be shimmering oil slicks cast upon wet basalt by a mind seeking its own reflection in the debris. As attention drifts outward toward these patterns, the distinction between an intentional history and a projected shadow begins to dissolve. A quiet stillness remains where the symmetry finally meets the stone.