| "It's raining again. I love the rain, makes me feel free. Makes the streets seem clean as the grass in the Tir. Funny how I remember that, even when I wish I could forget. The rain is deceiving though, blurring what we really are. Making it hard to see through the silver streaks and the fog. Sort of liberating to know that others will only see you half way, and in that----only what you wish to reveal. I've lived too long like that. It's a game with it's highs and lows. And when things are low, they are really low. No matter how high up you get, or how much nuyen you stuff into your pockets. Nuyen doesn't save the conscience, and never redeems the truth. Nice to have around though, keeps you alive, even when you feel half dead. The night's been good to me. The run was fruitful, the company enjoyable, and the adventure full of a certain tangibility that made me want to drink up every last drop until I was left greedy for more. Ah, the thrills of life. Dawn is on its way. I see the pale light attempt to stretch itself across the city's landscape. Aspiring for glory. Its light will be wasted, shrouded by the clouds and gray overcast of sky. Most will retreat inside, never giving a second glance to the once powerful orb of the day. Hiding their lives from the light, or if they must be out in its subtly glow never looking up to acknowledge it's struggle for true beauty. *sighs with a smile* Yea, funny how my most clear thoughts are when it rains." ~~Angel |
