(Entanglement → co-inclination without distance)
Liora’s next journey brought her before two radiant mountain peaks standing impossibly far apart. Yet when the wind brushed one, the other trembled. When light struck one, the other glowed.
“How can they speak across such a gap?” she wondered.
A stone between them split open, revealing crystalline veins connecting their foundations underground.
“We share inclination,” the mountains said in a single voice.
“Not by sending messages, but by being the same readiness.”
Liora realised:
No signal flew.
No mystery leapt the distance.
There was simply one internal structure expressed at two places, their apparent separation a perspectival cut.
Entanglement was no longer strange; it was simply the world leaning in more than one direction at once.
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