The Lobby, Sunday Afternoon
A rip opened in the middle of the dorms lobby-- but it was unlike any void the island had seen before. It didn't precisely shine, but white light did filter out, almost tentatively, like the rays of the morning sun. It did not pull or pluck at anything, and when it vanished, it would leave the dorms exactly as it had found them.
It was not a rift that would take; it was a rift that would give.
Give back the people it had taken, that is.
[[ for those who were formerly strewn across the multiverse, after they touch their part! come home, folks ]]
It was not a rift that would take; it was a rift that would give.
Give back the people it had taken, that is.
[[ for those who were formerly strewn across the multiverse, after they touch their part! come home, folks ]]