Still, I felt an attraction toward it. Down here, at the empty bottom of the ocean where nothing should exist but stone, sand, and the suffocating weight of endless water, a single fracture lingered in reality itself.
A lone anomaly, a wrongness, a piece of the world that didn't belong.
Who wouldn't be drawn to it?
The silence around me was absolute, yet that crack called to me more loudly than a hundred voices. So, like any foolish but curious soul, I moved toward it. Slowly, cautiously, step after hesitant step, my eyes locked onto its faint glimmer.
At first, I thought it was just a shard of glass. Then, as I neared, it became clear that it wasn't that simple. It wasn't just a crack. No, it widened, deepened, unfolded into something greater.
A fracture. A rift.
A gate… A doorway to… somewhere else.
That thought lodged in my chest, and I couldn't shake it off no matter how much I tried.
