How I Remember
Sep. 11th, 2005 04:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
readingredheadfrom So You Want to Be a Wizard by Diane Duane, first published 1983:
Then the rails bent away to the left in a long graceful curve, still climbing slightly; and little by litte, over the low brown cityscape of Brooklyn, the towers of Manhattan rose glittering in the early sunlight. Gray and crystal for the Empire State Building, silver-blue for the odd sheared-off Citibank building, silver-gold for the twin square pillars of the World Trade Center, and steely white fire for the scalloped tower for the Chrysler building as it caught the Sun. The place looked magical enough in the bright morning.
It's a sight I've never seen in person...and now I never will. But literature serves to remind me of what it was, in all its beauty.
Then the rails bent away to the left in a long graceful curve, still climbing slightly; and little by litte, over the low brown cityscape of Brooklyn, the towers of Manhattan rose glittering in the early sunlight. Gray and crystal for the Empire State Building, silver-blue for the odd sheared-off Citibank building, silver-gold for the twin square pillars of the World Trade Center, and steely white fire for the scalloped tower for the Chrysler building as it caught the Sun. The place looked magical enough in the bright morning.
It's a sight I've never seen in person...and now I never will. But literature serves to remind me of what it was, in all its beauty.
