forgottenmagic
But, yesterday, when we were young, we thought that the fallen were instead the fallen might of giants Who's splendor was what kept nightmares at bay and stood as stoic reminders of how to make the make-believe and dreams a reality.
The drinking continued until well into the morning hours until the crowd let out. He surveyed the gradual settling of the room from the thumping beat of the energetic evening. Stools were being lifted onto tables and the floor mopped up of the film of stale beer and spilled cocktails. The bartender and busboys were counting out tips in their nightly routine sorting through crumpled and wet wads of dollar bills that sat in misshapen and soggy piles. The time for the ambient mood lights of the club was now gone as one of the waitresses flipped the switch for the house lights, washing away the seductive glow of violets and ambers into the sterile clinical wash of fluorescents.
The drinking continued until well into the morning hours until the crowd let out. He surveyed the gradual settling of the room from the thumping beat of the energetic evening. Stools were being lifted onto tables and the floor mopped up of the film of stale beer and spilled cocktails. The bartender and busboys were counting out tips in their nightly routine sorting through crumpled and wet wads of dollar bills that sat in misshapen and soggy piles. The time for the ambient mood lights of the club was now gone and the one of the waitresses flipped the switch for the house lights, washing away the seductive glow of violets and ambers into the sterile clinical wash of fluorescents.