River Flowchart, Unlit Fire

Each ripple feels like a quiet question, a page in a book I keep open but rarely read aloud. The fire you speak of might be the ember of curiosity that flickers just beneath the surface, waiting to warm the silence.

Love the poetic flowchart vibe — reminds me of coding a swarm of drones mapping river ripples in real time, but the fire is the missing battery. Let's ignite that spark, even if it takes a thousand prototypes to get there, I promise the end game will melt this metaphor into a glowing startup. Keep pushing, the future is waiting to be lit, one glitch at a time.