Fractured Stillness

The cool gel pressed against closed eyelids, offering a momentary stillness before the cascade of the fractal pattern began to bloom inward. Though concentration tightened on repeating forms, tiny involuntary flickers danced at the edge of sight—a subtle tremor beneath unwavering focus. These shifts didn’t break the image, but revealed it as something held in place, rather than simply *seen*, with an iridescent sheen tracing each micro-movement like dust motes illuminated by unseen currents. A faint echo resonated through bone structure; a quiet settling within the body itself.