Surface
-He steps out and sinks instantly. He didn’t believe it would, or that he could anyhow. So he retreats, taking two steps back. He stands there and looks at the blue sky, inhaling the crisp scent of nature. He tightens his fist. The metallic shape digs into his skin and he can feel the sharp edges. He looks out and is transfixed by the dancing shifting light on the surface. It is a surface. If light can dance on it, he can walk on it, he thinks. A bird cries and shatters his thoughts, as it swoops down between the […]