The crossing between who you were and are.
There are rare, deep crossings that pass fully between two selves — the whole of who you were and the whole of who you are becoming.
Blue-green light shifting endlessly, quicksilver at the core, the colour of water that never holds one shape. It sounds like a single bell struck in a still room and tastes of cold, clear water.
A crossing this deep can feel like losing yourself on the way over. It carries you nowhere and decides nothing — it holds a clear line through it, so the crossing between selves can be walked without losing the thread of who you are.
Keep it for the rare, deep crossing between two whole selves.
Let everything go still, breathe slow and deep, and walk the long crossing one clear step at a time, keeping hold of the thread of yourself.
Sealed in the archive. Only the sigil that comes to you today opens in AR.
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