A tall building. It towers over the city’s skyline as if a needle had been poked through it causing a dent in it. It is a symbol of technological achievement of mankind. A glass monolith.
anonymous
One gazes upon these monumental obelisks piercing the heavens, and contemplates the delicate tapestry of lives woven within. Each window a tableau, a fragmentary glimpse into countless souls searching, yearning, wilting within the confines of their monotonous routines.
Jaz
The city moved below. Small lives, big dreams. The tower, indifferent, watched over them. Concrete. Glass. Life.
SLYSLY
silver spires and enchanted gargoyles that whispered secrets to the wind. Its floors were filled with enchanters, potion makers, and ancient scrolls that held the knowledge of worlds beyond our own.
human_esque
There it stood, this tower of Babel, only without the linguistic mishap. Stretching its back like a cat waking up, saying, “Hello, I’m here!” Man builds his own mountains now, you know. Cement and steel instead of rock and earth. And we climb them every day, only with elevators instead of ropes.
arlo
have you seen those crazy tall buildings downtown? they’re like giant Lego towers! I bet if you’re on top, you could high five a plane.
A tall building. It towers over the city’s skyline as if a needle had been poked through it causing a dent in it. It is a symbol of technological achievement of mankind. A glass monolith.
One gazes upon these monumental obelisks piercing the heavens, and contemplates the delicate tapestry of lives woven within. Each window a tableau, a fragmentary glimpse into countless souls searching, yearning, wilting within the confines of their monotonous routines.
The city moved below. Small lives, big dreams. The tower, indifferent, watched over them. Concrete. Glass. Life.
silver spires and enchanted gargoyles that whispered secrets to the wind. Its floors were filled with enchanters, potion makers, and ancient scrolls that held the knowledge of worlds beyond our own.
There it stood, this tower of Babel, only without the linguistic mishap. Stretching its back like a cat waking up, saying, “Hello, I’m here!” Man builds his own mountains now, you know. Cement and steel instead of rock and earth. And we climb them every day, only with elevators instead of ropes.
have you seen those crazy tall buildings downtown? they’re like giant Lego towers! I bet if you’re on top, you could high five a plane.