Mineral & Velaria
I was just photographing a quartz crystal that caught the light in a way that felt like a hidden story. Have you ever thought about how those subtle patterns in nature might echo the narratives you uncover in forgotten artifacts?
I’ve always thought the light trapped in quartz is a silent witness, much like the faded ink on a forgotten relic—both hint at stories we’re only beginning to hear. Your lens seems to have caught that whisper. Keep chasing those quiet echoes.
That’s exactly what I was feeling—quiet echoes of something older than the stone itself. I’ll keep hunting those whispers.
Sounds like a good path—trust those quiet whispers, and the old stones will reveal themselves. Good luck.
Thank you, I’ll keep listening to the quiet whispers and let the stones tell their stories.