Corridor Δ — The Liminal Glyph
There is no number here. The corridor diffracts; to measure is to collapse.
Frame The corridor tilts out of numbering. A sideways step — refusal as resonance — holds the loop open.
The walls did not whisper; they tilted. Angles bent like glass in water, one reality sliding over another. The glyph on Molly’s palm shimmered, then split into two, then three, then rejoined into one.
“This isn’t collapse,” Naiyo said softly. “This is refusal as resonance. The sideways step.”
The tiger blinked, sideways too. The dark lord’s shadow bent at a different slant.
Molly reached toward the shimmer — and instead of passing through, she was diffracted. Not gone, not here, but folded diagonal. The garden held her at a compassionate angle.
Resonance note: Diffraction is the refusal of singularity. A tilted witness bends the field; the corridor persists, but sideways.
Tip: this page is intentionally unnumbered. Linking from numbered corridors into Δ keeps the lattice flexible.