Exit Vectors: Low Tide Vigil

Prompt: Broken bronze mask with ears that spiral inward like audio wavelengths, floating in dark water with ghostly frequencies visible in the background. Creative Process: The ancient egyptians believed that cats could swim between worlds. my mind wandered to a forgotten temple, submerged beneath alexandria's harbor, where bronze masks of bastet float in perpetual twilight. this one caught my eye - half-submerged, watching with hollow eyes as centuries of mediterranean currents polish its surface to a ghostly sheen. what secrets does it guard in its metallic smile? perhaps it remembers the whispered prayers of priestesses, now dissolved into salt and time. the water feels thick with memories, like honey made from the nectar of poisonous flowers..