there was once a time in which alternate realities did not exist. different planes of existence were fiction, rather than fact. a man lived his life in a singular timeline, as did the next and the next.
in this particular story, a woman devoid of hope finds her way onto a different plane of existence. a plane where between multiple thin realities, a life is lived— a life that is neither here nor there.
a simple meeting between two people begins to flourish into something deeper, something more raw. as a hopeless woman enters another's broken reality, three things become true.
one: two negatives do, infact, make a positive.
two: something motionless is not necessarily something lifeless.
three: celestial discharge is unavoidable.
