[He’s glad for that, at least. The awkwardness ensuing from making such an effort to reach the top, only to be met with disappointment, is not one for which Sephiroth is prepared.
But Midgar’s view at night rarely disappoints, even from those who would deride the city and its corporative heart. He steps closer to the rooftop’s edge, the vista yawning out before him. The breeze plays at the tips of his hair.]
It can be beautiful.
[A sight worthy of reflection. Likely why he’s made it a part of his domain.]
no subject
But Midgar’s view at night rarely disappoints, even from those who would deride the city and its corporative heart. He steps closer to the rooftop’s edge, the vista yawning out before him. The breeze plays at the tips of his hair.]
It can be beautiful.
[A sight worthy of reflection. Likely why he’s made it a part of his domain.]
Do your cities look similar?