Hitchhiking in The Wrong Galaxy

A timeless stop in the unknown. We are right here, right now - like a rift in space where certainty disappears into nothingness. You look at me and assure me we'll get there, but the words are shattered by the weight of the journey. Maybe we should have turned back light years ago, when we still had a choice of direction. Now despair creeps up our spine, cold and inexorable like stars that no longer recognise us.