For some, the desire to escape is a fleeting thought. For Elias, trapped in a world of beige cubicles and gray city skies, it was a nightly ritual. He studied the forbidden texts, mastered the breathing, and one night, he simply… rose. The first six journeys were a revelation. He floated weightlessly above his sleeping form, a ghost tethered by a shimmering silver cord, his only link to the wor...
