Metasphere

"In her dreams, Meta leapt off the highest desert peaks hang gliding over canyons and rivers. She coasted along the seaboard of the Côte d'Ivoire in an ultra-light. Meta flew over trees and hills, desert playas, oceans, horses, dogs, chickens, and run down rusted out cars on the run down forgotten about first nations land rations. She spun around the orb from humid forests to bone bitter cold, through torrential rains and dry dusty air.

In dreams, Meta was swallowed up by the atmosphere, the stratosphere, and the hydrosphere. In these nocturnal apparitions she was sucked up into the ionosphere where electrons zinged off into the ghostly green billowing of the aurora borealis. When she landed, her skin was covered in rust." -- Mia Debono