pellandplume
Before there was time, there was nothing. Then Something woke up in the dark.
Alone in an empty universe with no one to answer, Something drifts through the void asking the only question that matters: is there anything else out there? Then, far in the distance, a twinkle emerges. A single light in an ocean of black.
To reach it, Something will cross the entire void. It will burn through fields of color and clouds of white, past a thousand false lights, to the very edge of burning away. All for the chance that the twinkle is another like itself.
A love story about loneliness, longing, and the two lights whose meeting became everything.
How does a universe begin? With a question. A journey. And a name: SP35.