Midnight Sun In early June light never fades as I travel the long roads of childhood once more and his memory came to me. On a night like this not long ago a boy walked these grassy fields as I do now in search of forever. His brown hair grasped the fingers of the wind while playful eyes sought, across fields of green, the horizon where forever lived. Scents of summer caressed his senses, formed memories never to be taken for granted and his heart skipped a beat. Seeing nothing but beauty he did not know sadness as I do. Across fields up onto a tree crowned hill I walk to stand where my dreams were born for the first time. Now when the high hill he conquered forever spread in front of him, glittering blue green like a liquid dream in the midnight sun. Not knowing words for beauty like this he smiled, knowing it was enough. My first love lived where I now stand on this hill until the boy became a man, never seeing the midnight sun again I could not smile. So now I stand here looking for what I never wanted to forget, the smile of a child for the sake of beauty itself from a time not long ago. The years full of knowledge gave me much but forever never changed, blue green as ever, as my heart skips a beat tears fall across lips shaped of joy.
. Spread out before her was a tableau like none she had ever seen. Warm, golden light and sapphire sky presided over a bustling scene on a scale that defied her imagination. They stood in a broad entryway of colored stone. Behind them, the double doors led into a surprisingly small building of green and white. Another statue of an overturned jug, pouring water into a basin, stood to their right, gleaming wetly in gold and hanging over turquoise water. A pathway led down a small hill to what Ariadne could only describe as a boulevard of dreams. A wide street paved in iridescent stone bustled with pedestrians and conveyances of strange and crazy types. They flew, floated, swam and rolled, walking and hopping along, on business of some sort. Buildings of every imaginable architecture lined the streets: squat and low, tall and sinuous, sprawling and ancient, gleaming and modern. The effect dizzied her. From their vantage point, Ariadne could see streets like this extending as far as her eyes could see, becoming indistinct and hazy in the distance. But that’s not what got her. What got her was the sky. The sky was full and empty at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see nothing but blue sky and emptiness. But when she looked up and focused a bit, suddenly, buildings and islands floated before her, hanging defiantly in the air, daring her to make something of their blithe disregard of gravity. When she looked away, the buildings would fade, and new ones would appear. As she scanned the sky, rows of buildings and islands and castles appeared and disappeared, giving the effect of a giant flip book turning across the sky. The structures appeared everywhere she looked if she squinted just right. If she let her gaze relax a bit, the buildings disappeared again. Where the buildings were visible, she swore she could see people walking in midair in front of them, strolling along as if unaware they hung hundreds of feet in the air. Gentle music tickled her ears, something orchestral, soft enough to be soothing, vague enough to avoid being cloying and annoying.
. Spread out before her was a tableau like none she had ever seen. Warm, golden light and sapphire sky presided over a bustling scene on a scale that defied her imagination. They stood in a broad entryway of colored stone. Behind them, the double doors led into a surprisingly small building of green and white. Another statue of an overturned jug, pouring water into a basin, stood to their right, gleaming wetly in gold and hanging over turquoise water. A pathway led down a small hill to what Ariadne could only describe as a boulevard of dreams. A wide street paved in iridescent stone bustled with pedestrians and conveyances of strange and crazy types. They flew, floated, swam and rolled, walking and hopping along, on business of some sort. Buildings of every imaginable architecture lined the streets: squat and low, tall and sinuous, sprawling and ancient, gleaming and modern. The effect dizzied her. From their vantage point, Ariadne could see streets like this extending as far as her eyes could see, becoming indistinct and hazy in the distance. But that’s not what got her. What got her was the sky. The sky was full and empty at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see nothing but blue sky and emptiness. But when she looked up and focused a bit, suddenly, buildings and islands floated before her, hanging defiantly in the air, daring her to make something of their blithe disregard of gravity. When she looked away, the buildings would fade, and new ones would appear. As she scanned the sky, rows of buildings and islands and castles appeared and disappeared, giving the effect of a giant flip book turning across the sky. The structures appeared everywhere she looked if she squinted just right. If she let her gaze relax a bit, the buildings disappeared again. Where the buildings were visible, she swore she could see people walking in midair in front of them, strolling along as if unaware they hung hundreds of feet in the air. Gentle music tickled her ears, something orchestral, soft enough to be soothing, vague enough to avoid being cloying and annoying.
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
Midnight Sun In early June light never fades as I travel the long roads of childhood once more and his memory came to me. On a night like this not long ago a boy walked these grassy fields as I do now in search of forever. His brown hair grasped the fingers of the wind while playful eyes sought, across fields of green, the horizon where forever lived. Scents of summer caressed his senses, formed memories never to be taken for granted and his heart skipped a beat. Seeing nothing but beauty he did not know sadness as I do. Across fields up onto a tree crowned hill I walk to stand where my dreams were born for the first time. Now when the high hill he conquered forever spread in front of him, glittering blue green like a liquid dream in the midnight sun. Not knowing words for beauty like this he smiled, knowing it was enough. My first love lived where I now stand on this hill until the boy became a man, never seeing the midnight sun again I could not smile. So now I stand here looking for what I never wanted to forget, the smile of a child for the sake of beauty itself from a time not long ago. The years full of knowledge gave me much but forever never changed, blue green as ever, as my heart skips a beat tears fall across lips shaped of joy.
. Spread out before her was a tableau like none she had ever seen. Warm, golden light and sapphire sky presided over a bustling scene on a scale that defied her imagination. They stood in a broad entryway of colored stone. Behind them, the double doors led into a surprisingly small building of green and white. Another statue of an overturned jug, pouring water into a basin, stood to their right, gleaming wetly in gold and hanging over turquoise water. A pathway led down a small hill to what Ariadne could only describe as a boulevard of dreams. A wide street paved in iridescent stone bustled with pedestrians and conveyances of strange and crazy types. They flew, floated, swam and rolled, walking and hopping along, on business of some sort. Buildings of every imaginable architecture lined the streets: squat and low, tall and sinuous, sprawling and ancient, gleaming and modern. The effect dizzied her. From their vantage point, Ariadne could see streets like this extending as far as her eyes could see, becoming indistinct and hazy in the distance. But that’s not what got her. What got her was the sky. The sky was full and empty at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see nothing but blue sky and emptiness. But when she looked up and focused a bit, suddenly, buildings and islands floated before her, hanging defiantly in the air, daring her to make something of their blithe disregard of gravity. When she looked away, the buildings would fade, and new ones would appear. As she scanned the sky, rows of buildings and islands and castles appeared and disappeared, giving the effect of a giant flip book turning across the sky. The structures appeared everywhere she looked if she squinted just right. If she let her gaze relax a bit, the buildings disappeared again. Where the buildings were visible, she swore she could see people walking in midair in front of them, strolling along as if unaware they hung hundreds of feet in the air. Gentle music tickled her ears, something orchestral, soft enough to be soothing, vague enough to avoid being cloying and annoying.
. Spread out before her was a tableau like none she had ever seen. Warm, golden light and sapphire sky presided over a bustling scene on a scale that defied her imagination. They stood in a broad entryway of colored stone. Behind them, the double doors led into a surprisingly small building of green and white. Another statue of an overturned jug, pouring water into a basin, stood to their right, gleaming wetly in gold and hanging over turquoise water. A pathway led down a small hill to what Ariadne could only describe as a boulevard of dreams. A wide street paved in iridescent stone bustled with pedestrians and conveyances of strange and crazy types. They flew, floated, swam and rolled, walking and hopping along, on business of some sort. Buildings of every imaginable architecture lined the streets: squat and low, tall and sinuous, sprawling and ancient, gleaming and modern. The effect dizzied her. From their vantage point, Ariadne could see streets like this extending as far as her eyes could see, becoming indistinct and hazy in the distance. But that’s not what got her. What got her was the sky. The sky was full and empty at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see nothing but blue sky and emptiness. But when she looked up and focused a bit, suddenly, buildings and islands floated before her, hanging defiantly in the air, daring her to make something of their blithe disregard of gravity. When she looked away, the buildings would fade, and new ones would appear. As she scanned the sky, rows of buildings and islands and castles appeared and disappeared, giving the effect of a giant flip book turning across the sky. The structures appeared everywhere she looked if she squinted just right. If she let her gaze relax a bit, the buildings disappeared again. Where the buildings were visible, she swore she could see people walking in midair in front of them, strolling along as if unaware they hung hundreds of feet in the air. Gentle music tickled her ears, something orchestral, soft enough to be soothing, vague enough to avoid being cloying and annoying.
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
. Spread out before her was a tableau like none she had ever seen. Warm, golden light and sapphire sky presided over a bustling scene on a scale that defied her imagination. They stood in a broad entryway of colored stone. Behind them, the double doors led into a surprisingly small building of green and white. Another statue of an overturned jug, pouring water into a basin, stood to their right, gleaming wetly in gold and hanging over turquoise water. A pathway led down a small hill to what Ariadne could only describe as a boulevard of dreams. A wide street paved in iridescent stone bustled with pedestrians and conveyances of strange and crazy types. They flew, floated, swam and rolled, walking and hopping along, on business of some sort. Buildings of every imaginable architecture lined the streets: squat and low, tall and sinuous, sprawling and ancient, gleaming and modern. The effect dizzied her. From their vantage point, Ariadne could see streets like this extending as far as her eyes could see, becoming indistinct and hazy in the distance. But that’s not what got her. What got her was the sky. The sky was full and empty at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see nothing but blue sky and emptiness. But when she looked up and focused a bit, suddenly, buildings and islands floated before her, hanging defiantly in the air, daring her to make something of their blithe disregard of gravity. When she looked away, the buildings would fade, and new ones would appear. As she scanned the sky, rows of buildings and islands and castles appeared and disappeared, giving the effect of a giant flip book turning across the sky. The structures appeared everywhere she looked if she squinted just right. If she let her gaze relax a bit, the buildings disappeared again. Where the buildings were visible, she swore she could see people walking in midair in front of them, strolling along as if unaware they hung hundreds of feet in the air. Gentle music tickled her ears, something orchestral, soft enough to be soothing, vague enough to avoid being cloying and annoying.
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
Midnight Sun In early June light never fades as I travel the long roads of childhood once more and his memory came to me. On a night like this not long ago a boy walked these grassy fields as I do now in search of forever. His brown hair grasped the fingers of the wind while playful eyes sought, across fields of green, the horizon where forever lived. Scents of summer caressed his senses, formed memories never to be taken for granted and his heart skipped a beat. Seeing nothing but beauty he did not know sadness as I do. Across fields up onto a tree crowned hill I walk to stand where my dreams were born for the first time. Now when the high hill he conquered forever spread in front of him, glittering blue green like a liquid dream in the midnight sun. Not knowing words for beauty like this he smiled, knowing it was enough. My first love lived where I now stand on this hill until the boy became a man, never seeing the midnight sun again I could not smile. So now I stand here looking for what I never wanted to forget, the smile of a child for the sake of beauty itself from a time not long ago. The years full of knowledge gave me much but forever never changed, blue green as ever, as my heart skips a beat tears fall across lips shaped of joy.
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
. Spread out before her was a tableau like none she had ever seen. Warm, golden light and sapphire sky presided over a bustling scene on a scale that defied her imagination. They stood in a broad entryway of colored stone. Behind them, the double doors led into a surprisingly small building of green and white. Another statue of an overturned jug, pouring water into a basin, stood to their right, gleaming wetly in gold and hanging over turquoise water. A pathway led down a small hill to what Ariadne could only describe as a boulevard of dreams. A wide street paved in iridescent stone bustled with pedestrians and conveyances of strange and crazy types. They flew, floated, swam and rolled, walking and hopping along, on business of some sort. Buildings of every imaginable architecture lined the streets: squat and low, tall and sinuous, sprawling and ancient, gleaming and modern. The effect dizzied her. From their vantage point, Ariadne could see streets like this extending as far as her eyes could see, becoming indistinct and hazy in the distance. But that’s not what got her. What got her was the sky. The sky was full and empty at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see nothing but blue sky and emptiness. But when she looked up and focused a bit, suddenly, buildings and islands floated before her, hanging defiantly in the air, daring her to make something of their blithe disregard of gravity. When she looked away, the buildings would fade, and new ones would appear. As she scanned the sky, rows of buildings and islands and castles appeared and disappeared, giving the effect of a giant flip book turning across the sky. The structures appeared everywhere she looked if she squinted just right. If she let her gaze relax a bit, the buildings disappeared again. Where the buildings were visible, she swore she could see people walking in midair in front of them, strolling along as if unaware they hung hundreds of feet in the air. Gentle music tickled her ears, something orchestral, soft enough to be soothing, vague enough to avoid being cloying and annoying.
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
Midnight Sun In early June light never fades as I travel the long roads of childhood once more and his memory came to me. On a night like this not long ago a boy walked these grassy fields as I do now in search of forever. His brown hair grasped the fingers of the wind while playful eyes sought, across fields of green, the horizon where forever lived. Scents of summer caressed his senses, formed memories never to be taken for granted and his heart skipped a beat. Seeing nothing but beauty he did not know sadness as I do. Across fields up onto a tree crowned hill I walk to stand where my dreams were born for the first time. Now when the high hill he conquered forever spread in front of him, glittering blue green like a liquid dream in the midnight sun. Not knowing words for beauty like this he smiled, knowing it was enough. My first love lived where I now stand on this hill until the boy became a man, never seeing the midnight sun again I could not smile. So now I stand here looking for what I never wanted to forget, the smile of a child for the sake of beauty itself from a time not long ago. The years full of knowledge gave me much but forever never changed, blue green as ever, as my heart skips a beat tears fall across lips shaped of joy.
. Spread out before her was a tableau like none she had ever seen. Warm, golden light and sapphire sky presided over a bustling scene on a scale that defied her imagination. They stood in a broad entryway of colored stone. Behind them, the double doors led into a surprisingly small building of green and white. Another statue of an overturned jug, pouring water into a basin, stood to their right, gleaming wetly in gold and hanging over turquoise water. A pathway led down a small hill to what Ariadne could only describe as a boulevard of dreams. A wide street paved in iridescent stone bustled with pedestrians and conveyances of strange and crazy types. They flew, floated, swam and rolled, walking and hopping along, on business of some sort. Buildings of every imaginable architecture lined the streets: squat and low, tall and sinuous, sprawling and ancient, gleaming and modern. The effect dizzied her. From their vantage point, Ariadne could see streets like this extending as far as her eyes could see, becoming indistinct and hazy in the distance. But that’s not what got her. What got her was the sky. The sky was full and empty at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see nothing but blue sky and emptiness. But when she looked up and focused a bit, suddenly, buildings and islands floated before her, hanging defiantly in the air, daring her to make something of their blithe disregard of gravity. When she looked away, the buildings would fade, and new ones would appear. As she scanned the sky, rows of buildings and islands and castles appeared and disappeared, giving the effect of a giant flip book turning across the sky. The structures appeared everywhere she looked if she squinted just right. If she let her gaze relax a bit, the buildings disappeared again. Where the buildings were visible, she swore she could see people walking in midair in front of them, strolling along as if unaware they hung hundreds of feet in the air. Gentle music tickled her ears, something orchestral, soft enough to be soothing, vague enough to avoid being cloying and annoying.
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
. Spread out before her was a tableau like none she had ever seen. Warm, golden light and sapphire sky presided over a bustling scene on a scale that defied her imagination. They stood in a broad entryway of colored stone. Behind them, the double doors led into a surprisingly small building of green and white. Another statue of an overturned jug, pouring water into a basin, stood to their right, gleaming wetly in gold and hanging over turquoise water. A pathway led down a small hill to what Ariadne could only describe as a boulevard of dreams. A wide street paved in iridescent stone bustled with pedestrians and conveyances of strange and crazy types. They flew, floated, swam and rolled, walking and hopping along, on business of some sort. Buildings of every imaginable architecture lined the streets: squat and low, tall and sinuous, sprawling and ancient, gleaming and modern. The effect dizzied her. From their vantage point, Ariadne could see streets like this extending as far as her eyes could see, becoming indistinct and hazy in the distance. But that’s not what got her. What got her was the sky. The sky was full and empty at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see nothing but blue sky and emptiness. But when she looked up and focused a bit, suddenly, buildings and islands floated before her, hanging defiantly in the air, daring her to make something of their blithe disregard of gravity. When she looked away, the buildings would fade, and new ones would appear. As she scanned the sky, rows of buildings and islands and castles appeared and disappeared, giving the effect of a giant flip book turning across the sky. The structures appeared everywhere she looked if she squinted just right. If she let her gaze relax a bit, the buildings disappeared again. Where the buildings were visible, she swore she could see people walking in midair in front of them, strolling along as if unaware they hung hundreds of feet in the air. Gentle music tickled her ears, something orchestral, soft enough to be soothing, vague enough to avoid being cloying and annoying.
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
. Spread out before her was a tableau like none she had ever seen. Warm, golden light and sapphire sky presided over a bustling scene on a scale that defied her imagination. They stood in a broad entryway of colored stone. Behind them, the double doors led into a surprisingly small building of green and white. Another statue of an overturned jug, pouring water into a basin, stood to their right, gleaming wetly in gold and hanging over turquoise water. A pathway led down a small hill to what Ariadne could only describe as a boulevard of dreams. A wide street paved in iridescent stone bustled with pedestrians and conveyances of strange and crazy types. They flew, floated, swam and rolled, walking and hopping along, on business of some sort. Buildings of every imaginable architecture lined the streets: squat and low, tall and sinuous, sprawling and ancient, gleaming and modern. The effect dizzied her. From their vantage point, Ariadne could see streets like this extending as far as her eyes could see, becoming indistinct and hazy in the distance. But that’s not what got her. What got her was the sky. The sky was full and empty at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see nothing but blue sky and emptiness. But when she looked up and focused a bit, suddenly, buildings and islands floated before her, hanging defiantly in the air, daring her to make something of their blithe disregard of gravity. When she looked away, the buildings would fade, and new ones would appear. As she scanned the sky, rows of buildings and islands and castles appeared and disappeared, giving the effect of a giant flip book turning across the sky. The structures appeared everywhere she looked if she squinted just right. If she let her gaze relax a bit, the buildings disappeared again. Where the buildings were visible, she swore she could see people walking in midair in front of them, strolling along as if unaware they hung hundreds of feet in the air. Gentle music tickled her ears, something orchestral, soft enough to be soothing, vague enough to avoid being cloying and annoying.
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
Midnight Sun In early June light never fades as I travel the long roads of childhood once more and his memory came to me. On a night like this not long ago a boy walked these grassy fields as I do now in search of forever. His brown hair grasped the fingers of the wind while playful eyes sought, across fields of green, the horizon where forever lived. Scents of summer caressed his senses, formed memories never to be taken for granted and his heart skipped a beat. Seeing nothing but beauty he did not know sadness as I do. Across fields up onto a tree crowned hill I walk to stand where my dreams were born for the first time. Now when the high hill he conquered forever spread in front of him, glittering blue green like a liquid dream in the midnight sun. Not knowing words for beauty like this he smiled, knowing it was enough. My first love lived where I now stand on this hill until the boy became a man, never seeing the midnight sun again I could not smile. So now I stand here looking for what I never wanted to forget, the smile of a child for the sake of beauty itself from a time not long ago. The years full of knowledge gave me much but forever never changed, blue green as ever, as my heart skips a beat tears fall across lips shaped of joy.
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
. Spread out before her was a tableau like none she had ever seen. Warm, golden light and sapphire sky presided over a bustling scene on a scale that defied her imagination. They stood in a broad entryway of colored stone. Behind them, the double doors led into a surprisingly small building of green and white. Another statue of an overturned jug, pouring water into a basin, stood to their right, gleaming wetly in gold and hanging over turquoise water. A pathway led down a small hill to what Ariadne could only describe as a boulevard of dreams. A wide street paved in iridescent stone bustled with pedestrians and conveyances of strange and crazy types. They flew, floated, swam and rolled, walking and hopping along, on business of some sort. Buildings of every imaginable architecture lined the streets: squat and low, tall and sinuous, sprawling and ancient, gleaming and modern. The effect dizzied her. From their vantage point, Ariadne could see streets like this extending as far as her eyes could see, becoming indistinct and hazy in the distance. But that’s not what got her. What got her was the sky. The sky was full and empty at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see nothing but blue sky and emptiness. But when she looked up and focused a bit, suddenly, buildings and islands floated before her, hanging defiantly in the air, daring her to make something of their blithe disregard of gravity. When she looked away, the buildings would fade, and new ones would appear. As she scanned the sky, rows of buildings and islands and castles appeared and disappeared, giving the effect of a giant flip book turning across the sky. The structures appeared everywhere she looked if she squinted just right. If she let her gaze relax a bit, the buildings disappeared again. Where the buildings were visible, she swore she could see people walking in midair in front of them, strolling along as if unaware they hung hundreds of feet in the air. Gentle music tickled her ears, something orchestral, soft enough to be soothing, vague enough to avoid being cloying and annoying.
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
Midnight Sun In early June light never fades as I travel the long roads of childhood once more and his memory came to me. On a night like this not long ago a boy walked these grassy fields as I do now in search of forever. His brown hair grasped the fingers of the wind while playful eyes sought, across fields of green, the horizon where forever lived. Scents of summer caressed his senses, formed memories never to be taken for granted and his heart skipped a beat. Seeing nothing but beauty he did not know sadness as I do. Across fields up onto a tree crowned hill I walk to stand where my dreams were born for the first time. Now when the high hill he conquered forever spread in front of him, glittering blue green like a liquid dream in the midnight sun. Not knowing words for beauty like this he smiled, knowing it was enough. My first love lived where I now stand on this hill until the boy became a man, never seeing the midnight sun again I could not smile. So now I stand here looking for what I never wanted to forget, the smile of a child for the sake of beauty itself from a time not long ago. The years full of knowledge gave me much but forever never changed, blue green as ever, as my heart skips a beat tears fall across lips shaped of joy.
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
. Spread out before her was a tableau like none she had ever seen. Warm, golden light and sapphire sky presided over a bustling scene on a scale that defied her imagination. They stood in a broad entryway of colored stone. Behind them, the double doors led into a surprisingly small building of green and white. Another statue of an overturned jug, pouring water into a basin, stood to their right, gleaming wetly in gold and hanging over turquoise water. A pathway led down a small hill to what Ariadne could only describe as a boulevard of dreams. A wide street paved in iridescent stone bustled with pedestrians and conveyances of strange and crazy types. They flew, floated, swam and rolled, walking and hopping along, on business of some sort. Buildings of every imaginable architecture lined the streets: squat and low, tall and sinuous, sprawling and ancient, gleaming and modern. The effect dizzied her. From their vantage point, Ariadne could see streets like this extending as far as her eyes could see, becoming indistinct and hazy in the distance. But that’s not what got her. What got her was the sky. The sky was full and empty at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see nothing but blue sky and emptiness. But when she looked up and focused a bit, suddenly, buildings and islands floated before her, hanging defiantly in the air, daring her to make something of their blithe disregard of gravity. When she looked away, the buildings would fade, and new ones would appear. As she scanned the sky, rows of buildings and islands and castles appeared and disappeared, giving the effect of a giant flip book turning across the sky. The structures appeared everywhere she looked if she squinted just right. If she let her gaze relax a bit, the buildings disappeared again. Where the buildings were visible, she swore she could see people walking in midair in front of them, strolling along as if unaware they hung hundreds of feet in the air. Gentle music tickled her ears, something orchestral, soft enough to be soothing, vague enough to avoid being cloying and annoying.
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
an african american man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, the club's colorful lights are reflected on the girls, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
a man's hand is out being offered to 3 very attractive african american of different skin tones and hair colors girls as an invitation to the VIP section, the girls are holding drinks in the middle of a crowded club dance floor, they should be dressed very modern urban stylings, they have seductive looks on their face and the club is filled with hip hop people dancing, all you should see of the main is his hand and nothing else, cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, dynamic, 3d illustration
. Spread out before her was a tableau like none she had ever seen. Warm, golden light and sapphire sky presided over a bustling scene on a scale that defied her imagination. They stood in a broad entryway of colored stone. Behind them, the double doors led into a surprisingly small building of green and white. Another statue of an overturned jug, pouring water into a basin, stood to their right, gleaming wetly in gold and hanging over turquoise water. A pathway led down a small hill to what Ariadne could only describe as a boulevard of dreams. A wide street paved in iridescent stone bustled with pedestrians and conveyances of strange and crazy types. They flew, floated, swam and rolled, walking and hopping along, on business of some sort. Buildings of every imaginable architecture lined the streets: squat and low, tall and sinuous, sprawling and ancient, gleaming and modern. The effect dizzied her. From their vantage point, Ariadne could see streets like this extending as far as her eyes could see, becoming indistinct and hazy in the distance. But that’s not what got her. What got her was the sky. The sky was full and empty at the same time. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see nothing but blue sky and emptiness. But when she looked up and focused a bit, suddenly, buildings and islands floated before her, hanging defiantly in the air, daring her to make something of their blithe disregard of gravity. When she looked away, the buildings would fade, and new ones would appear. As she scanned the sky, rows of buildings and islands and castles appeared and disappeared, giving the effect of a giant flip book turning across the sky. The structures appeared everywhere she looked if she squinted just right. If she let her gaze relax a bit, the buildings disappeared again. Where the buildings were visible, she swore she could see people walking in midair in front of them, strolling along as if unaware they hung hundreds of feet in the air. Gentle music tickled her ears, something orchestral, soft enough to be soothing, vague enough to avoid being cloying and annoying.