The Dawn Arc

THE FLAME

What it was: the tail off the rooster weathervane. Whose it was: the farm that woke the whole valley. Its stream burns this color in the night — and whatever the flame, every muerto it calms still warms to marigold on the way home.

IN THE HAND

Tuned for the dark below — it bites through shields and stands up to the great ones.

THE CLAIM

Carried by 0xb728…9a52 since August 28, 2026. One glimjack, one Arc — this one is spoken for.