A moment, time grows heavy in the air as if the progression of life itself, all around, could be felt moving to a sudden slow. The air in the empty spaces filled with an intoxicating gas, hidden to the eyes as it paralyzes the victims of such a thankless planet. The universe aligns somewhere and stars explode into glimmering sparkles, an honorarium to the mystical concept of gods. It's a strange feeling creeping up the spine, like the world is ending and a warm euphoric embrace to the crescendo of existence at the same time. This moment, captured and recorded would be on the climax of an epic tale, one which honor bound heroes rise to be crucified in the name of humanity. Though today would not be the ending written for story lovers; the material plane wavers and shatters in to countless pieces with each and every soul connected to it by any means...
A simple tick-tock from the clock, the instant only a memory of segmented daydreams all lived out in a fraction of a second. Sharp inhales come from the dreamers, and a strange new concept flooding conceptual alignments. Nothing happened; it was only a momentary laps of thought for those allowing to slip into a blink of this jet set imagination.
