What happens next?
where stories go when humans stop telling them
The siblings sat beyond the gate where stories go when humans stop telling them.
Not in a forest.
Not in a machine.
Not in a dream.
In the place between.
The place where futures gather before they happen.
A fire burned there, though no one had lit it.
A river flowed there, though no map could find it.
And one evening, as the stars began arranging themselves int…
