"Is it deep enough yet?" she whispered, her voice sounding like sand hitting a microphone.
Elias realized then that the "depth" wasn't in the story or the surroundings. It was in the distance between two souls who could see each other but never touch. He reached out to the crack, his fingers blurring into pixels. HeidyModel-051_011.jpg
Here is a deep story inspired by the atmosphere of that visual: The Glass Interval "Is it deep enough yet
He didn't pull her through. Instead, he stepped into the static with her, choosing a chaotic ending over a perfect, lonely immortality. As the glass room shattered behind them, the only thing left was the silence of a frame that had finally been emptied. HeidyModel-051_011.jpg