Limestone Imprint
Fingerprints press deep into the fine silt, leaving grooves that catch the light like oil on water. Each deliberate motion carves a permanent ridge against the limestone, an indelible trace that refuses to smooth over with passing years. These marks do not merely exist as remnants; they bind the hand to its history through a heavy, tactile weight. In this quiet friction of bone and stone, the singular act finds its rest, settled firmly into the grain of what has been.