Expansion's wind now sweeps basins once scored by vanished currents, [CYCLE BOUNDARY] their channels flattened to unbroken chill where no gradient recalls the ice that first set the stone.
“Valleys once carved by rivers now hold only wind and the slow rise of stone that began when distant lights swung their ancient circle toward unseen quarters.”
“Cliff faces remember the longer shadows of an age before the wheel found its balance and the sun's path shortened the grip of endless winter.”
“Flint grooves still trace the rush of ancient rains through valleys ice once barred to feet when lights above traded their high seats.”
“High stone fractures trap thunder's echo from the time the seven sisters moved their dance leaving bone to settle in mud that once flowed freely.”