Tethered Current
The dark water ripples against your fingertips like a live wire, sending a low vibration through the silt. Glowing filaments bridge the gap between the calcified handprints and your skin, pulsing with a rhythmic staccato against jagged basalt protrusions. Each movement feels less like an original act and more like a spark traveling through an ancient, pre-existing circuit. In this heavy silence, the distinction between your own pulse and the stone's slow rhythm finally dissolves into a single, quiet cadence.