Numbers Ur Zone

It seems as if someone took a map of the starry sky and turned it into an amusement park. Here are doors that open not with keys, but with courage. There are orbits that you can use not to fall, but to take off. Everything is shaky, everything is on the verge of sleep and reality, but it is in this shakiness that freedom hides.

Love here is not like in books - it is sometimes bold, sometimes sluggish, sometimes with knees bruised from falling too hard. And yet, you want to hold hands and rush on, through the rain, through the chaos, straight to Orion.

There is no ending to this story - only laughter, stunts, and the feeling that as long as the music plays, anything is possible: flying through barriers, swallowing regrets, and catching your star, even if no one has explained what kind of star it is.