Beneath the horned sentinel, the small one learns the first law of continuance: that life moves forward because something older has chosen to stand watch. This is how a lineage remembers itself — not just in myth or inscription, but in the living body of the one who will not move aside. Here, protection is a covenant of time. The elder holds the threshold so the future may step through unbroken. In this posture — tense, alert, unwavering — the world speaks an ancient truth: what is born will be defended, until it can defend what follows after it.