Serrated Geometry

Grit settles deep between fingernails as a serrated trapezoid emerges from the dunes, its edges mimicking a fossilized nautilus carved in stone. This geometry feels impossibly precise for an ancient relic, suggesting ruins that have not yet been built or perhaps crimes buried by future tides. As fingers trace the concave wedges, mineral crystals bloom across the skin like liquid mercury under pressure. Sunlight caught within these expanding veins makes the distinction between hand and hollow dissolve into a slow, viscous drift of shared matter.