A fracture can be a door. Prism Fracture gathers shards of blue and green like
pieces of a frozen river breaking in spring, all rushing toward a single point of light.
What shatters here does not disappear; it multiplies, becoming facets, reflections,
new ways of seeing. It is the body after a rupture, learning that the cracks are
where the light is born, and that even what breaks can be stitched into a new
constellation.
