Buried Geometric Weight
Fingernails scrape against grit until they meet the calcified spiral of a fossilized ammonite, resisting the weight of the heavy silt. Each rhythmic thud of the spade through hollow earth echoes like lead striking mercury, unearthing an architecture that predates any witness. This stubborn permanence suggests that what remains is not a memory, but a physical refusal to dissolve into the surrounding void.