The Web of Ancestral Forms

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In the depths of the cave, symbols pulsed like a living web. Ancient hands had etched these forms—animals, spirits, and the threshold between worlds. As she touched the stone, visions burst forth: mammoths thundered across the savannah, birds swooped in great arcs, and the moon hung low in the primordial sky. The web vibrated with the hum of creation. She felt the pulse of her ancestors, guiding her hand to inscribe the final symbol. As she did, the web shimmered, binding past, present, and future into a single, eternal truth. The cave door sealed behind her, and the web glowed, waiting for the next initiate.