Etched Intent
Rough silt clings to fingernails as the shovel strikes stone hand-axes carved with strange, non-functional grooves. These jagged notches represent a meager consequence of an ancient struggle to overwrite the river’s natural logic through deliberate modification. Like echoes caught in amber, each mark serves as a memory trace left by hands long since dissolved into the earth. Amidst the heavy scent of damp loam and decaying moss, these artifacts offer a quiet resolution: even a fractured attempt at agency remains etched against the drift of time.