A faraway place

It wasn't until we reached the third reality that I became truly convinced by the primitive, angular landscape which had begun to materialize around us from the moment we set out. Deep down I knew it was false, but we’d traveled far enough to confuse my senses for a while

We trod upon a narrow path that meandered through a forest dense with suicides. Legions of putrid limbs brushed against us as we struggled to reach the other side. Finally we emerged on a level plain and stopped to rest

With the dimensionless sky pressing down on us, we swallowed the fraudulent air of that faraway place. In the distance a convoy of figures approached. They crossed a river of geometric gore, then passed us without greeting. Silently they marched in our tracks back into that terrible wood, and with renewed purpose we followed their trail across the plain

Soon we’d traveled so far West that we were East again. I turned to you and shrugged before we continued further still