iagobrass

Amazing how strong some building's lights can be. Shining silently throught the night's sky, like a beatifull living jewellry the Mother of Day dresses while conforting us in her quiet lullaby.

How they can make me feel awake under those dark skies. Specially while right under those skies with a privileged view from the highest building around.

Oh, scarlet skies, calling my Blood to follow The Manifold's mind's path..