The city lay below, it's glow spreading into the distance, lights shining like a handful of colored jewels scattered across the surface of a frozen pond. I had imagined what Tokyo would look like, had even seen it in some deeper dreams, but any expectations I had held were shattered by the technicolor reality that spread to the edges of my vision. Canyons cut across the cityscape, illuminated, glowing- as natural as the phosphorescence of algae on a shoreline, as artificial as the rigid construction of a circuit board.
Up here we were alone. Below us was a sea of life, that ebbed with time like tides that fill the inlets, when the moon pulls the water into the small pools where life itself...