...working...
Sep. 21st, 2006 10:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ksmith...running on fumes...
And now, a travelogue snippet:
Welcome to Shèrá is right. Torin edged back out toward the concourse, using Shroud's position as a guide. Wow. Compared to the baroque excesses of Elyas and the jury-rigged clutter of Guernsey, Rauta Shèràa Station was as airy and elegant a public thoroughfare as he had ever seen. Sand-colored walls curved upward, carved at the peak to form a lattice like interlocking fingers from which skeletal metal chandeliers hung at regular intervals. The walls themselves had been equipped with illumination insets that provided most of the lighting, and made the space glow like a windowed room on a sunny day. In niches along the walls came the only shots of color, arabesque panels in green, blue, and worked metal.
And now, a travelogue snippet:
Welcome to Shèrá is right. Torin edged back out toward the concourse, using Shroud's position as a guide. Wow. Compared to the baroque excesses of Elyas and the jury-rigged clutter of Guernsey, Rauta Shèràa Station was as airy and elegant a public thoroughfare as he had ever seen. Sand-colored walls curved upward, carved at the peak to form a lattice like interlocking fingers from which skeletal metal chandeliers hung at regular intervals. The walls themselves had been equipped with illumination insets that provided most of the lighting, and made the space glow like a windowed room on a sunny day. In niches along the walls came the only shots of color, arabesque panels in green, blue, and worked metal.
