I stared out the window the whole way, because it was raining, which is how I like the city best. It looks like it's been polished up. All the streets shine and lights from everywhere reflect off the black. It's like the whole place has been dipped in sugar syrup. Like the city is some kind of big candy apple.
Tell the Wolves I'm Home (ed. Pan Macmillan, 2012) - ISBN: 9781447213611