Unrealism

 

The sky streamed in through the window like smoke blown astray by a strong breeze. In that smoke of the sky she could see stars moving along perfect, mesmerizing streamlines. It was as if the world she knew had suddenly attained an unsure, confused and plasma like state. It filled her room. Galaxies and constellations adorned her ceiling, the tug of gravity between two celestial bodies now so evident given the proximity. So lost was she in the smoke swirling around her, she did not notice what was happening outside of her room. The next time she would look out, all would be darkness, for the universe would be within her walls…

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