At the start of 2026 I found myself in a rice field in a remote village in Quảng Bình, Vietnam. Under a brilliant starlit sky, surrounded on all sides by ancient karst mountains, their silhouettes cutting into the stars, I felt a stillness that I have not felt before.

This work tries to hold that moment. A circular window into night, where limestone towers rise from exponential decay functions, then weather through layers of procedural noise, mathematics eroding into something ancient. Stars drift slowly. Rivers of light flow at the edges in blue, emerald, or gold. Shooting stars appear on some nights and don't on others, their existence and timing sealed into the hash.

The code is part of the work. Press 'c' or click to reveal the source code that recreates your exact edition.

256 editions. Each a different night over Quảng Bình.