Even before I could understand what my eyes were seeing…
My heart folded in two.
Not from shock, nor from fear, but from an older, rawer emotion — like a thread pulled too tight that snaps, clean, all at once. My throat tightened immediately, stifling any possible scream, and my breath, too, escaped. Cut short. Forgotten. Swallowed by what I had just grazed with my gaze.
Because before me…
Opened a valley.
But not a valley of this world. A suspended valley. Literally. An immense space, weightless, hanging between two worlds that nothing seemed to connect, like a dream between two sleeps, like a scar split in the very fabric of reality. A valley of pale shadows, absent lights, impossible curves, placed there, with no origin or end, in a depth my eyes refused to admit.
And I had the feeling that it was there…
That everything had begun.
And that everything would end.
An impossible landscape.
