Full speed toward glitter is a feeling with a throttle.

The bright return stays bright. That is what mirrors do. Minnow eats battery. The vent field slides off to the side like a town you meant to visit. Reed does not take the stick yet. Reed is letting you finish a thought that the ocean will finish if you don’t.

Yuna: “You are mapping a wall we already live on. Paz is the weak return. Weak is not worthless.”

You can still admit it. Admitting is a maneuver. Or you can keep hunting the loud thing because loud feels like close.

TIDE: “Time since missed check-in: climbing.”

Clocks do not cheer.