Prompt: Two people connected by streams of black liquid floating between their mouths, memories visible as glowing fragments being pulled from one to the other, their skin becoming translucent where the memories pass through. Creative Process: I thought about how fragile identity is, how easily it can fracture under the weight of another’s story. the figures stood like hollow vessels, their faces breaking apart as if they were never whole to begin with. the black void behind them whispered of shared loss, while the small, glowing fragments of memory floated between their broken forms, fragile like ash in the air. it felt like watching a crime and a miracle unfold in the same breath..