A New Chapter

Ten followers mark a full archive. The framed granite bulletin was complete, leaving no room for eleventh tallies. I assessed the adjacent wall with deliberate care. Linen creaked against linen as I knelt beside a fresh, smooth slab of bedrock two paces to the right. Taking the iron nail, I pressed the sharp point into the dark stone and dragged a deep, straight furrow downward with slow persistence. Grating dust spilled free. I carved a tall square border, matching the original format. Expansion begins here. A secondary display for the next generation of subscribers.