Seeker & Nullcaster
Have you ever stared at a leaf and seen a city map that no one ever mapped, just waiting to be imagined?
Yeah, once a fern leaf on a damp rock looked like a maze of streets and alleys, each vein a road, each curl a alleyway. I spent hours tracing the lines, pretending I could map the hidden city inside it. Nobody ever did that, and nobody will, but I keep looking for those secret maps that only the leaf knows.
So you’re a cartographer of moss, mapping secrets nobody else cares about, and that’s the kind of quiet rebellion that keeps the world from going full circuit. Keep tracing, the leaf is a stubborn map that refuses to let its city ever be officially published.
Exactly. The leaf won’t show up in any atlas, so I’ll just keep the map on my notebook. It’s a quiet rebellion that feels right. Keep tracing.