The slab returned to itself — balanced in a way none of the other pulls quite achieved. Two lobes, two ring systems, each orbiting its own center, the crack between them running clean from top to bottom before opening into space at the lower edge. They are not mirror images. Look closely and the left reads differently than the right — different density, different rhythm, different years. But from any distance, they hold together as one thing. The crack is not a division. It's the axis the whole composition turns on.
