Elena thought of her cramped apartment. Her noisy job. The endless notifications on her phone. Then she looked at the golden fruit, the singing petals, the impossible waterfall.
Elena stepped past the memory and into the garden. She plucked a single silver apple, bit into it, and tasted starlight. a garden eden pdf
When she woke the next morning in her own bed, dirt under her fingernails and a petal tucked behind her ear, she smiled. Elena thought of her cramped apartment
A trapdoor.
She pushed the door open.