Philyra:

(tilting her head, eyes reflecting the blue glow) Nine candles… Their symmetry feels deliberate, doesn't it? My intuition is this is not merely decoration. Perhaps it's a mysterious code. Is there some secret unlocked within this object?

Ellesha:

(shrugging, her tone airy, almost detached) Who knows? Does form require any meaning? Perhaps this is merely a visual concept, an example of art for its own sake. Very likely, the mystery is the point.

Elijah:

(learning closer to the image, his voice gaining gravity) It is often said that pure forms speak the starkest truths. In this image I see a vigil for our dying planet. Each flame is a memory of a living realm: the forests, the oceans, the deserts… flickering out one by one. It's a plea to restore ecological balance.

Jules:

(turning toward Elijah, in a half theatrical, half-reverent tone) I agree. I think this could be a prayer for awakening.