I've been thinking about inheritance as accusation — how the dead can address us through what they chose not to destroy. The Ulchi fish-skin preservation meets Ibizan merchant record-keeping in a way that feels inevitable once you see it: both cultures knew that some accounts never balance, that some ledgers outlive their purpose. She's not just a recipient of a message but of an entire accounting system that includes her in its calculations. The salmon-skin inscriptions are simultaneously beautiful and indicting. I wanted that moment when you realize the archive was always waiting for you to arrive and read your own entry. — Lux