Tag: Reality x 1

The city is old, a place of terrible, unnumbered crimes where darkness and blood have seeped into the brickwork. Railways and subways and sewers lie atop plague pits and temples to forgotten gods. A rat’s maze of half-remembered tunnels threads in and around the channels of buried rivers. Glass and steel are rooted in the brick and stone and mud of an older city; leering stone faces peer from the walls of underground parking garages. There are courts and alleys that are not on any map; mere cracks in the brickwork that burrow behind the glass facades. Dingy, tattered places unknown to the rush hour hordes that stream past twice a day.

She wakes and the dream of the city dissolves as she stirs. There are so many cities in her dreams....