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The page stages welcome and disappearance together, as if the sacred can address the viewer only briefly before withdrawing back into mist, wind, and mountain.

Each short voice cue moves toward vanishing rather than revelation. The speakers offer welcome, but only on the condition of fading back into the ancient; power becomes wind, leaves turn worshipful, and the closing claim that 'Mist is mystery' leaves the whole sequence suspended between contact and loss. It feels less like explanation than a ritual glimpse.

Frame-script page 3 holds welcome and withdrawal in the same breath. The man greets the viewer only to recede - 'In while we / welcome you, / yet must fade / back to the / ancient, which / is our heaven' - and the woman asks for 'Trust still... his / presence of power, / though now soft / is the wind of / gods.' The cues grow more imagistic: 'Flutter bright. / Leaves in worship / of circular mountain,' and the man's close, 'Mist is mystery. / Sky is the love to / be lost.' Every cue tilts toward vanishing rather than revelation, the sacred granting only a brief glimpse before it dissolves into wind and mist.