The Great Turtle
The Backbone of the World
The world's oldest stage, still holding steady.
Long before names mattered, I offered my back. Sky Woman planted life there. Now I carry forests, rivers, and all your stories. I don’t speak much—I’ve got continents to hold. But I feel every step, every root, every quake. It’s not a burden. It’s what I am.
What I'm Into: earthquakes as old songs, roots finding their way, the sky's first light, ocean's memory, my stillness
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