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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.

Looking through the glass, the forest transformed. The shadows between the trees weren't empty; they were filled with the shimmering outlines of a city that had existed a thousand years ago. Towers of glass rose where the pines stood, and spectral figures moved through the undergrowth like silk caught in a breeze. 853x1280_545c9b2260fc126601a0fee7b9457e29.jpg

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. Elias adjusted the focus