Baitun Heights by Gernge #6/20

Fourth entry in Saibren City. Anything seems possible from a rooftop in Baitun, watching traffic weave through the cityscape, cloaked in autumn fog. Cliff had asked Oriana to meet here tonight. They could reminisce about the last gig they’d worked together, while taking in the view. If all went well, maybe they’d be swapping stories until sunrise cut through the neon of the city.