Pepe's Nuts #121

Rolled into place with a soft clack that felt ceremonial, the room leaned forward as if remembering a promise. They rise because they are buoyant—physics and faith aligned. Seethe fades; the nuts remain. Some will seethe when these nuts succeed, but history will cool that heat. Ignore them now and risk generational regret later. There is a pungency to destiny here; imagine the smell. Cataloged and carried forward, they remain.