#I put welts real name Joachim nokia phone or smth on the gravestone

[amarald-hyv]

Do you ever wonder if, while traveling across the numerous worlds among the stars, the astral express crew ever found themselves?

Or instead, how disturbing would it be if they found their own grave? A world who mourns another version of you yet moves forward, onwards while the other you lies 6 feet below, and this you stands at the foot of your own grave.

What differences lay between the two versions of you that led one to stumble and fall while the other gets to still continue walking? Or is there no difference at all and it’s just the whims of fate that held your future on a point, randomly swaying til it falls, a constant blade poised above your neck.