We’ve never been here before.

This vast space to traverse seems daunting.
No.
Ignore the mirage.
These are not artifacts buried in the sand.
Decay is coming here.
This desert is merely young and in the making.

Leave them.
Along with your offering.
Even the grains will soon be too big of an increment to see.

Mark your progress.

Death to baby.
Long live Luci.