Jacob always kept his gaze to the ground. If he lifted it, the city would consume him. Towering skyscrapers, people clogging the sidewalks and cars jammed the street. There was no room to breath. And the noise, oh the noise. He couldn’t hear himself think.
Why did he live in this hell?
He yearned for a welkin spattered with twinkling stars, a moon that washed the world in white and silence that stirred his soul. Paradise on earth. And yet…
Jacob glanced up. A passing woman made his fingers twitch for her neck. Hell did have its perks.