He didn't stay long. To watch for too long was to risk falling in, becoming just another shadow in a world that had already had its turn. He tucked the lens away, the vibrant city vanishing into the dark wood, leaving him with nothing but the scent of pine and the crushing weight of the present.
The coordinates were etched into a scrap of parchment no bigger than a matchbox, but they led Elias to the exact center of the Great Pine Forest. He stopped when the air grew cold enough to turn his breath into silver ghosts. 853x1280_545c9b2260fc126601a0fee7b9457e29.jpg
Elias adjusted the focus. He saw a woman in a gown of woven light standing exactly where he stood. She was looking at a flower—a species that had been extinct for centuries—that only bloomed in the overlap of their worlds. He didn't stay long