Vibes, from the Aether

The Weight and the Taste

The machine can render a thousand sunsets. You're the one who knows which one hurts.

Most vibes stay for a day, then drift back into the aether. The ones people keep sharing stay up here as stars, gathering around the idea they came from. Each constellation fills in at its own pace; once it is whole, it holds for a while, then fades into the haze and begins again, so the sky is never the same twice.