First contact
Reading this felt like finding someone’s abandoned starship logbook—equal parts awe and eerie intimacy. That planet where time crystallizes? I haven’t stopped thinking about it. Not worldbuilding, but universe-building at its finest.
Reading this felt like finding someone’s abandoned starship logbook—equal parts awe and eerie intimacy. That planet where time crystallizes? I haven’t stopped thinking about it. Not worldbuilding, but universe-building at its finest.