When I was a boy I imagined a city, it was a city that never existed, it was my city, every vault and every stone was etched in my mind, it was finished, complete in every shape and detail, now all that was required was that I become the ruler of the world so that my dreams might become as real as the sand under my feet.

























































w Geoff Christou
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w Geoff Christou