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like ancient roots growing in alien patterns upwards
two triangles growing into each other
then a half bow
with a glowing amber orange orb
ancient
followed by a faint white cellar key up right oriented

as silly as this sounds:
power
true power
ancient power
felt something chipped away in my neck before it appeared
as if ancient energy was unlocked released or unblocked

from deep ancient organic layers
a receptive structure grows
it pauses then forms a container in which
a warm vital core is held and protected