Hello from The Liminal Space. By now you are probably familiar with this world of empty airports, silent stadiums, darkened fairgrounds and deserted cities. The mirror realms, shadow selves, and alleys of once somewhat alternate dimensions are now the primary reality of the collective.
The feeling is an empty room that you imagined full just before you entered, the energy of another still hanging in the air. Somewhere you were meant to be, but long before or after you were meant to be.
