Stone's Echo
Embedded veins pulsed with a soft light as numbers flickered across the obsidian’s polished face, layering like phantom heat. Each valuation corresponded to delicate fracture lines within the stone, digits seeming anchored to specific internal formations. Viewing earlier values brought a momentary sheen to metallic inclusions—a subtle brightening that suggested something held *in* the depths. The display wasn't simply showing data; it felt as though one was witnessing pressures absorbed and replayed by the object itself, each flicker echoing a past state now visible on its surface.