VividlyImagine

He stepped out into the pre-dawn light, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he cracked his back. The Glowing City was never at a loss for illumination, but there was something surreal about the moment when neon lights and glaring billboards yielded to the glow of smog lit by sunlight. Tayl was in a fantastic mood this morning, the first time he’d felt genuinely at ease since last week – likely a result of finally getting a solid 11 hours of sleep after back-to-back all nighters cracking SOSPHO’s new firewalls. The spectre shouldered the duffel bag at his side and stepped out onto the stairs, rubbing his stomach as