MomentaryDream-like, rivers of silver and gold within the every corner of the room. Articulate decorations, heavy with luxury hanging from each corner and within all the furniture. Halls dressed in silver and light, moonlight faintly falling through the high windows brushing everything in them, surrounding with a halo everything. An atmosphere unlike any other, filled with people, familiar and unfamiliar alike; and yet strangely lonely and deserted.
A ballroom wearing rococo; filled with an endless loop of dancing guests. Gold, silver and a thousand coloured gems within every corner, and worn by every single guest. Laughter and happiness around, surrounding the redhead at the centre of it all. A waltz in the midst of a palace, couples all around; a grace and a strange serenity filling the halls. The redhead in the midst left a stranger, alone though surrounded by a hundred guests.
An image of the past, perchance; of cities long abandoned and left behind, surrounded by air permeated with new his