About twenty or so years ago, I had a dream about people swinging between futuristic towers. I couldn't shake it. So I turned it into a bedtime story for my kids. Two worlds stacked on top of each other, the powerful above the clouds and the forgotten below, and what happens when someone climbs between them.
Years later, I was talking about how divided people had become and retold the story. My wife said, "Hey, we saw that movie." I laughed. Nope... that was my story from when the kids were young. The fact that she remembered it, vivid enough to mistake for something she'd watched, nudged me to finally write it down.
That bedtime story became Beneath the Cloudline, a divided city, two lives colliding across it, and a climb back toward something worth holding together. I hope y'all enjoy it. — Patrick LaJuett