Fallen from the stars, glamorous and magnetic, she escapes all reality. Steel and glass glide across her skin. She imposes her scale, the skyline as a staged backdrop. She becomes the idol of this new world, a monumental icon that gives the void its reason to exist. She absorbs the heart of the city. Each step is a vertigo imposed upon the horizon. The streets beat for her. The towers bend for her. The city belongs to her.
