Lore
Pond. Ascension. Glyph. Cosmos.
A short mythology, told in four parts.
The Pond
Before the glyphs, there was only the pond — flat water, flat light, ten thousand ordinary reflections. Every frog here looks like it belongs to somewhere small. Most of them are right.
The Ascension
Some frogs don't stay small. A jacket becomes armor. A stare becomes a glow. Nobody agrees on what triggers it — a lucky combination, a rare color, a trait nobody else was wearing. The pond just calls it rising.
The Glyphs
At a certain point, the changes stop looking accidental. Crowns. Halos. Symbols that weren't drawn so much as revealed. The collection's name comes from here — an Glyphhood isn't decoration, it's proof that something ordinary finished becoming something else.
The Cosmos
The rarest few stop resembling the pond at all. Their backgrounds aren't water anymore — they're nebulae, thrones, static fields of light. Whether they left the pond or the pond simply expanded around them is a question the collection doesn't answer for you.