And among all the lights, she stood still lost not knowing where to call home. The surroundings were anything but believable, surreality sunk in and she found herself wandering, feeling in need of a title. The wanderer. A girl who walked the night and kept going for years to come. She herself, to never grow up, a glimmer roaming the streets eternally.
I love this piece, because it clearly shows the different between the two areas of the city, with the Upper City being that distant light that you can never really reach once you've been sucked into the darkness of the Lower City. I used elements of this piece's design and colour scheme in my own work.