![]() ![]() If something like the Traveler exists, doesn't it stand to reason that there's more out there we don't know? I mean-a gigantic ominous ball floats in the sky over other planets and terraforms them. Shouldn't we want to look beyond what we can see with our eyes? That I should stick to what I could see in front of me.īut sometimes you just want to believe in a thing, you know? Because what if it is real? What if this big beautiful universe we barely know is much stranger and more complicated than any of us realize? ![]() Many bruises and a broken arm later, my mother reminded me that ghosts weren't real. Took one hell of a tumble down the basement stairs. I was going to just sit in the dark and wait until something, anything showed up. Headed to the creepiest part of my house, the basement. I decided I was going to be the first person to truly make contact with one. Especially the really creepy ones where ghosts would try to communicate with people. Like when my mother would tell me ghost stories. A daughter who talks to people who aren't actually there. ![]()
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