A relic that holds the pulse of hidden skies. Veins of shifting color run through its body like the northern lights captured in stone, a reminder that even the earth dreams in luminous hues. Pulled from the desert under heat and silence, its fractured surface still carries the shimmer of unseen realms, as if starlight bled into the rock itself.
This relic speaks of guidance in darkness, direction in uncertainty, and the beauty found in scars. It is not polished or perfected, it is alive with history, glowing faintly with the mystery of creation itself.
