When she fell. She pushed open her lungs to their full capacity and then breathed it all out through her nose. Falling faster and faster through the dark water until it became clearer and dotted with stars. This was my home. Up in the heavens of another world I watched the world that was more my home than my own world as I fell, knowing that I'd stop before hitting their ground. Their gravity worked differently than my own.
Función artística:las representaciones visuales de carácter artístico generan conocimiento critico.