Rosetta: 2085

IN DEVELOPMENT
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He placed his arms on top of the metal balcony barrier, it was very cold to the touch, it reminded him of home. He gazed at the half Earth above him, a giant blue marble in a pitch black canvas.

As the last of the Sun's rays hit the trench walls in the distance, a sea of yellow lights began to flood the whole city of Arneau. The central tower beam ball slowly began to shine a light amber. He hated the New Moon cycle, half a month of darkness brings the worst in people.

The yellow lights flooded his street, lighting his balcony. A photograph on a corner table was made visible. A dozen faces beamed from it. Each face captured a strong emotion, he wished he could have told each one how much he loved them. He gazed at the girl in the far right of the photo, she had the biggest smile. He couldn't stop staring at her gray eyes.

The man, now with a photograph in his hand, stared back into the yellow city of Arneau. He made it, top of the world, well beyond it. The city lived like any other back home, street vendors, community events and much more. It's a city that shouldn't exist, a city that defies the limits of human settlement. Arneau attracted euphoria, it sounded like propaganda but the more he stared out in the sea of yellow, the more he understood why.