Mostly Aimless in Formidine
14 Feb 2020Paul Hutchings
I feel like I have been stuck in the Rift for weeks, months, years, aimlessly searching – every time I try and get out, I’m pulled back in. It’s so dark out here, so void of light, of life, but there is a peaceful serenity to this isolation. Somewhere, beyond the rift, is where I’m heading, there’s no use returning to the bubble, nothing there for me anymore. The deeper I go, the darker it is. The farther I go, the more I feel part of the galaxy. I feel ever closer to the truth, as if an unknown presence is pulling me ever closer to Raxxla.