This installation choreographs hundreds of small, blade-like fragments into two rising currents, as if language or memory were being exhaled from paired, scarred plinths. The warm, low light catches each sliver with a muted glint, turning the tiled floor into a quiet field where shadow becomes as articulate as line, and absence is drawn as carefully as presence. The starburst punctures across the surfaces read like healed wounds or constellations—marks that tether the work to the body even as the composition disperses upward, suggesting resilience, migration, and the fragile architecture of what we carry forward. In its measured symmetry and restless scatter, the piece holds a tension between containment and release, inviting a slow, almost forensic contemplation of vulnerability made structural.