“It was a subtle thing. Like rain but finer. It is hard to describe. You just had to be there. Billions experienced it. It went on forever. Everything felt like it would be soaked after some time. But it wasn’t that kind of rain.”
Category: Story
Prologue: The Floating Man
“This is going to sound rather cliched, but where exactly am I?” The man asked this with a look of polite curiosity. He was brown-skinned, but not tanned. He had a good head of hair, somewhat messy but looked like it saw the occasional hairdresser. It was a naturally enclosed area. A rock face blocking…