Dreaming Up the Universe

For the first time in billions of years, she fell asleep. She dreamt of a dry black ocean with a glowing white shore. At first, she could have touched the shore. By the time she wanted to, it was far past late. She raced to catch the edge, past burning spheres and colorful cosmic clouds. She winded through solar systems and brushed past planets, leaving new moons in her wake. With each moment, she got faster, but the ocean got wider. Billions of years seemed to past before she catapulted off a comet and her fingers grazed the edge of the universe.

She woke with a start.

“Weird dream,” she mumbled.

The years spent chasing fade in seconds, along with the universe’s existence.