Sara Glaxia had been born through alpha waves on time zero.
Raised by a pack of wolfs near the fire, with an owl beside the transparent moon; later on, entered the circus and worked as an acrobat and dragon, where she learned how to fly and count numbers backward infinitely, and she started her artistic career then.
About age enrolled to work at the Pettibon art factory where she earned the skills of diving in the sky and breeding underwater. After few years of swimming inwards she remained in the bottom of the ocean for nearly too long, the mermaids told her stories about hot boys surfing in speedos… So she tried to get to shore when a sea warm had caught her and spit her out of space, she flew far enough to get absorbed by a black hole, so she entered this dimension but lives in a parallel reality where just silence matters.
With borrowed memories and delicious food by the crystal lake, birds tweet a billion variations of lullabies, day and night, tight, and she clears the gaze of a sight. Standing on top of a crumbled sand castle with a rainbow shield, and mirror sunglasses looking through the pupils of your eyes, just waiting for the right moment to come out.