As the world spins into an unprecedented phase where gravity lies on borrowed time, nations convene amidst drifting landscapes. The equilibrium of law is left to float, rising and falling like the tides itself.
Intrepid voices gather in hidden coves, plotting the course of this tidal revolution. Amidst whispered alliances, they sketch their dreams on the parchment of time—doodles that collide and converge within the silence of shifting epochs.
Experts are baffled, and the remnants of traditional politics wash out to sea, unable to anchor in these tempestuous waters. The next step remains ambiguous. Are we at the precipice, or do we have further to drift?
Our embedded correspondents report from clandestine locations, capturing glimpses through veils of shifting sands and liquid memories. In their lifetimes, gravity may never return to its rightful throne.