I. The Red Splitter

A chamber born of volcanic marrow,
screaming softly when lifted.
Constructed to open what refuses opening.


II. The Reed Antenna

It grows in pairs — one hears, one answers.
Supple only beneath the moon.
Crafted by engineers of the pre-tool era,
who carved by resonance alone.

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III. The Amber Key

Turns itself after every third sorrow.
It unlocks wounds, not doors.
Keep it far from salt, far from dreams.

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