@danmarks-styrke || Starter Call
Honestly, this time of day should be considered a liminal space. That period just as twilight strikes when you’re never sure if it’s dark enough to turn the lights on, or if the natural light is still enough. Jordan lays on the outdoor couch, holding her phone above her face, with her feet resting against the wall. Desperate to fill the silence before she goes insane, Jordan looks at Mathias upside down.
“Tell me...Do you ever feel a strange sadness as dusk falls? They say it's the only time when our world intersects with theirs...The only time we can feel the lingering regrets of spirits who have left our world.” The words come out like she’s reciting a script, because that’s exactly what she’s doing.















