Gravity is a space adventure, or so it would seem. A race
against time and destruction. But then Dr. Stone enters the International Space
Station, casts off her space suit, and floats into a fetal position. She is in
the womb, the first crucible of life. The second and more important crucible is
birth. She is on the move, head first toward the light.
As Dr. Stone hurtles towards the planet surface and
enters the atmosphere. A burst of light shines through the window. She has
entered into the world. Her capsule lands in water and then sinks. She
struggles to the surface and breaths in deeply, as if for the first time.
Dr. Stone crawls along the shore, she staggers to
her feet, she begins to walk, as if she were the first creature to venture from
the sea and walk on land. She is life itself. Persistent, determined,
surviving.
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