A/N:Today I feel so good, I will give you some unique kind of style, almost ancient for this particular character only. Give this character time and soak in her.
Far above the mortal clamor of Paradise's glittering spires rose the Sovereign Tower, a blade of obsidian and starlight thrust into the heavens themselves.
Its rooftop lay remote from the penthouse of Unit 98A—two vast floors of steel and glass woven like some kind of ancient wards, separated by the indifferent chill of the night sky.
By all rights, the distance should have devoured any sound, reducing it to a fleeting murmur lost amid the howling winds that slashed across the pinnacle like the claws of some forgotten storm-dragon.
Yet the melody reached her all the same.
The Sovereign Tower guarded its heights— cameras eyes that could spy a moth's wingbeat from leagues away and judge its peril ere it alighted.
Nothing breached this sacred rooftop without leave.
