She thought she was just visiting a cave.

But the stone knew her name.

The water anointed her hands.

And the darkness remembered her before she remembered herself.

In this episode, Em returns to a memory buried since childhood—

a dream of stairs behind a door,

a temple beneath the surface,

and a life lived in service to something ancient and sovereign.

This is not a story of seeking.

It’s a story of returning.

Of striking the stone and hearing your own voice echo back.

Of hitting your head and calling it holy.

Of washing your hands in sacred silence—twice.

Once to remember.

Once to release.

She is not here to be named.

She is here to remind you

that you were never lost.

You were always becoming.