The edges of the world are narrow things, seen only at the perfect alignment of time and space: a step to the left or the slip of the second hand on a watch and they are gone.
If you look through, you will see the world’s end, where a waterfall of moments and matter cascade into what lies beyond.
And if you follow that waterfall, riding the tide into the infinite, none can say what will happen next.
For Three Line Tales. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge!