Porous, Chapter Eight: Rooted

We fall for what seems like an eternity. We hurtle through this portal, gravity pulling us in a direction I didn’t know existed, through the very surface between worlds. We fall together, hand in hand, as the vortex drags us through nothing. Finally it stops. The pit in my stomach from falling, from air and…

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Law of Conservation – A Short Work Of Fiction

Green. Red. Pop. The echoes hiss down upon us distantly like a noise underwater, or from far away. I sit in a crowd of hundreds of people, children and adults, squealing, pointing, shouting at the sky. Green, blue, white, pop, pop, pop. The height they will reach is equal to the initial velocity times time…

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