(a work in progress...)

I stare out across my city in the mid-morning sun, the buildings below basking in the warm golden glow. Through the window of this office, looking down at the world many storeys below, I cannot help but smile down on this, my city, so peaceful, so beautiful. The summer sun slowly rides higher in the sky, cool blue shadows disappearing in the cracks between buildings, the roofs of the buildings tinted bright yellow. My city, so peaceful, so beautiful, and yet still so distant. Up here, where I can see the whole city stretched out beneath as if I flew out on wings through the vast expanse of blue above the horizon, I imagine myself somehow a lord over this thriving wilderness, a king over this golden realm.

"Mr Martin?"

- A work by Karmagraphik