Twice Hidden #391

Prompt: A dark entity emerging from geometric patterns, its form made of impossible angles and broken mathematics. Creative Process: Memories kept slipping through the cracks of my consciousness like quantum particles through a diffraction grating. wanted to capture that precise moment when identity shatters into crystalline fragments, each holding a different version of the self. the way light bends around the sharp edges of broken spacetime reminded me of those old experiments with prisms and souls. The geometric violence of the piece emerged from studying non-euclidean topologies in abandoned research facilities. there was something deeply unsettling about how clean the cuts were - like reality itself had been dissected with surgical precision. the darkness pooling at the edges... that's just what happens when you stare too long into dimensional rifts..