From the edge of orbit, Earth turned slowly -- blue and indifferent.
The zoom began.
Clouds thinned. Continents steadied. North Africa. The Sahara.
A sea of sand where nothing moved -- until the frame found it:
a single cactus, absurd and upright, holding its green like a secret.
Next to it: a figure. Dust in their hair. Journal slung under one arm.
A look on their face like they'd walked a thousand kilometers just to find...
this.
Choose your path through the desert. Each step reveals new patterns. Each choice shapes consciousness.