The moon didn't just hang over the neon-drenched streets of Neo-Casablanca; it hummed. For Elara, a "Scavenger" living in the rust-belt of the lower districts, the sky was a ceiling she wasn't allowed to touch. She spent her days fixing broken gravity-boots and dreaming of the "Up-Side," where the air tasted like ozone and silver.
Above, the stars were so bright they looked like spilled diamonds on velvet. Below, the city was just a glowing circuit board, powerless to reach her. For the first time in her life, the weight was gone. She wasn't Elara the Scavenger anymore. She was the song. She was the wind. She was finally flying.
She stepped onto the ledge of her 80th-floor balcony. The wind whipped her hair, smelling of rain and old metal. She didn't wait for a countdown. Galantis - I Fly (Lyrics) feat. Faouzia
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