The Dimension Dream
I Julian Ashworth dreamed of a world without depth. In the dream, everything was flat. Not flat like a page, but flat like a painting—infinitely detailed, impossibly colorful, each surface a universe of texture and light compressed into a plane that had no thickness. The buildings were engravings. The people were portraits. The sky was a fresco that stretched forever in every direction, and...
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