| Title | : | City of Angles: Vol//003 Lucidity |
| Author | : | |
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| ISBN | : | - |
| Language | : | English |
| Format Type | : | ebook |
| Number of Pages | : | - |
| Publication | : | First published January 1, 2014 |
Buildings next to buildings, askew or aligned. Buildings sometimes intersecting buildings, for that matter. Walk down a hallway, end up in a ballroom, double glass doors to a subway station, third exit on the left goes to a hardware store that sells only hammers. No screwdrivers, no chisels, not even any nails—just hammers. You’d be surprised how many problems you can solve with a hammer if you really put your mind to it.
There’s no rhyme or reason to any of it—we’ve got streets which lead to dead ends, roads which criss-cross and loop back around, highways which go nowhere. Literally nowhere, as in "anybody going down that road is not coming back." This is not a good place to wander off unless you like wandering off forever…
Nobody knows where the city came from. Nobody knows how we got here. Nobody knows why any of this is happening. But it’s happening. The city exists. We are here now. It’s growing every day, and bringing new people with it.
We live a life amidst the twisted yet familiar.
If we’re going to survive this, if we’re going to stay alive and thrive, we need to learn to live in the City of Angles.
…here’s an angle to consider…
Everybody likes to plan for their future. Graduate in this many years, pay off your student loan in that many years, get married and have kids in the meanwhile, things like that. It’s easy to think you know what’s coming around the corner when you’ve been focused on it like a laser for much of your early life.
But in the City of Angles, the corners are both obtuse and acute. You can walk down its sidewalks and end up somewhere wildly different from where you started, after only a few short steps. If you’re especially unlucky, you can step in an open manhole and have your entire world fall away, replaced by something terrifying and alien. Things like student loans, careers, and family become lesser concerns when facing down a whirling ball of madness that can strip flesh from bone at best, and the very sanity from your mind at worst.
Even for those who resolve to ride out the waves of chaos, embracing the wild nature of the City, there exists a darker menace than the City itself. A menace beyond the City, an external thing which lies beyond the shores of daydream and nightmare. It gnaws at the edges, jealous and hungry, waiting for the perfect moment to strike… because no matter how unpleasant you think your life may be in the City of Angles, it’s paradise compared to the living hells that lurk beyond a shadow’s width. Even demons want to crawl out from the pit and find something better, in the end.
When that primeval force comes into contact with everything you know and hold dear, it’s even more difficult to say where the road will take you. The best you can do is hold on to what you have, and fight for what you believe in… without losing who you are along the way. Because there’s a distinct difference between fighting for a belief, and fighting to survive. It’s very possible to win one fight and not the other. As you gaze into the eyes of a demon and find something very familiar within them, will your ideals fall away? Or will you find a way to stand true?
There’s no rhyme or reason to any of it—we’ve got streets which lead to dead ends, roads which criss-cross and loop back around, highways which go nowhere. Literally nowhere, as in "anybody going down that road is not coming back." This is not a good place to wander off unless you like wandering off forever…
Nobody knows where the city came from. Nobody knows how we got here. Nobody knows why any of this is happening. But it’s happening. The city exists. We are here now. It’s growing every day, and bringing new people with it.
We live a life amidst the twisted yet familiar.
If we’re going to survive this, if we’re going to stay alive and thrive, we need to learn to live in the City of Angles.
…here’s an angle to consider…
Everybody likes to plan for their future. Graduate in this many years, pay off your student loan in that many years, get married and have kids in the meanwhile, things like that. It’s easy to think you know what’s coming around the corner when you’ve been focused on it like a laser for much of your early life.
But in the City of Angles, the corners are both obtuse and acute. You can walk down its sidewalks and end up somewhere wildly different from where you started, after only a few short steps. If you’re especially unlucky, you can step in an open manhole and have your entire world fall away, replaced by something terrifying and alien. Things like student loans, careers, and family become lesser concerns when facing down a whirling ball of madness that can strip flesh from bone at best, and the very sanity from your mind at worst.
Even for those who resolve to ride out the waves of chaos, embracing the wild nature of the City, there exists a darker menace than the City itself. A menace beyond the City, an external thing which lies beyond the shores of daydream and nightmare. It gnaws at the edges, jealous and hungry, waiting for the perfect moment to strike… because no matter how unpleasant you think your life may be in the City of Angles, it’s paradise compared to the living hells that lurk beyond a shadow’s width. Even demons want to crawl out from the pit and find something better, in the end.
When that primeval force comes into contact with everything you know and hold dear, it’s even more difficult to say where the road will take you. The best you can do is hold on to what you have, and fight for what you believe in… without losing who you are along the way. Because there’s a distinct difference between fighting for a belief, and fighting to survive. It’s very possible to win one fight and not the other. As you gaze into the eyes of a demon and find something very familiar within them, will your ideals fall away? Or will you find a way to stand true?
