🌙 The Unreachable Side

The infinite reflections shattered into a thousand gleaming pieces, each shard falling away like silver rain. As the last fragment dissolved, Fluffy found himself standing before a vast, still lake under a harvest moon.

On the far shore, barely visible through the mist, stood a grand pavilion draped in cobwebs and candlelight. A weathered sign at the water’s edge read:

“The Harvest Moon Ball - All Are Welcome”
“Simply present your invitation at the door.”

But there was no bridge, no boat, no path across, and Fluffy didn’t have an invitation either. The lake stretched endlessly between Fluffy and the festivities beyond. He could hear the distant music, see shadows dancing in the windows, but the shore remained impossibly far.

“Perhaps,” Fluffy mused, his tail swishing thoughtfully, “the unreachable side isn’t so unreachable for those who know how to be... nobody.”

🚪 The Untouchable Side

The protogen’s coordinates led him back, back to the pavilion where it all began.

“A circle?” Fluffy’s wondered. Something felt wrong.

He approached the pavilion door, the same one he’d crossed the lake to reach. He reached out to push it open.

But his paw passed through like smoke.

The door wasn’t there. The moonlight was a mirage. The lake rippled backward.

“This isn’t real.”