People talk about parallel dimensions. But what if they're not parallel, what if each one is slightly askew. There would be places where they intersect, where the boundaries merge.
I found one of those places. A passage to the next plane.
The days there are clearer, brighter. But not the nights. The nights descend like a thick curtain & muffle everything out. Almost suffocating you. When the sun sets, you have to run for the passage. Last time, I barely crawled through.
#askew
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