A month can run beneath a deep, recurring dream-tide — the same undertow surfacing night after night, pulling at something you can't quite reach by day.
Silver gone deep, a dream-dark violet. It has the cool of deep water, the scent of night air and white flowers, and a faint taste of salt on the night air.
A recurring dream-tide all month can feel like something is wrong; mostly it's just the deep moving. It reads no dreams and steers none — it holds a still place to let the undertow move through you, without damming or decoding it.
Keep it where the month's recurring dream-tide pulls.
In the quiet, breathe slow and deep, and let the recurring undertow move through without trying to read it.
Sealed in the archive. Only the sigil that comes to you today opens in AR.
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