Red strata in the flats echo the monsoons whose reach grew and shrank with the heavens' slow roll, their signatures sealed in mud before the next turn buried them deeper.
“Crimson bands across the flats still record the rains that swelled or faded with the sky wheel's roll, their marks sealed in mud before deeper layers closed them in.”
“Red earth layers seal within their depths the monsoon trails that followed the vault's ancient wander, hidden by later silts long after the first pressing.”