A week of pouring yourself out for everyone can leave nothing in the cup for you, and you barely noticing.
Deep blue with a wide, kind gold. It rings like a full chord held open and smells of beeswax and warm resin.
Giving everything away can feel generous; mostly it just empties you out. It draws no one closer to you — it holds a wide warmth to turn some care back toward yourself, so the cup isn't always poured dry.
Light
Keep it where the week leaves you poured out.
Witcher
Hold the gold center, breathe wide, and turn one act of care back toward yourself this week.
Sealed in the archive. Only the sigil that comes to you today opens in AR.
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