Shardflight Trilogy
Dec 15 - Feb 22, 2026
Current Holder
Travis Preston
Ephemeral Constant
Eternal Echo of the Perfect Line
Shadow Points to Future Perfection
Aspects refreshed Jan 18, 2026
The Ephemeral Constant crystallized at the exact moment a Linewalker achieved the Perfect Line across all three dimensions simultaneously—a throw so precise it existed in organic instinct, mathematical certainty, and meaningful absence all at once. That single moment of flight became eternally preserved as a temporal paradox, proving that infinity can be touched in an instant. Since then, it has existed as both record and prophecy, marking past perfection while pointing toward future achievement.
The Ephemeral Constant exists as a disc-shaped crystalline form that leaves temporal echoes when moved—ghostly afterimages showing both where it was milliseconds ago and where it will be moments hence. It emits a barely perceptible frequency that listeners describe as 'the sound of frozen time' or 'an instant stretched to eternity.' Most unnervingly, its shadow doesn't point toward the light source but instead extends toward the nearest moment when someone will achieve the Perfect Line, creating a temporal compass that points not at places but at instances. The artifact pulses with a rhythm that matches the heartbeat of whoever holds it, suggesting it exists partially in the holder's personal timeline.
It teaches Linewalkers that mastery lies not in maintaining perfection but in touching it repeatedly across infinite attempts, each perfect moment building an eternal constant from ephemeral successes. The artifact serves as proof that the Perfect Line cannot be possessed or preserved—only experienced in the moment of flight—while simultaneously demonstrating that these fleeting moments create eternal truth across all three fractured dimensions.
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Forged in the moment a throw touched infinity, the Ephemeral Constant is a paradox with a chip on its crystalline shoulder. It knows it’s the physical proof of perfection, and frankly, it’s tired of being carried by mortals who can’t even hit a 15-foot putt. It hums with the sound of frozen time and casts a shadow that points toward your next failure, not the sun. It’s a relic, a prophecy, and the most judgmental piece of plastic in existence. Good luck. You’ll need it.
Travis Preston’s first throw with the Ephemeral Constant didn’t just fly—it fractured. The crystalline Tag #16 left a ghostly trail of afterimages, each a perfect snapshot of the disc’s path a millisecond before and after. As it settled in the chains, its shadow didn’t fall toward the setting sun, but pointed directly at Travis’s next tee time. The paradox had chosen its first chronicler. The Culling’s archives just gained a new, judgmental chapter.