Conceal and See

Conceal and See Alone, I walk the old city of Conceal and See. My eyes adjusting to a new technology. I often wonder why I am so busy alone. Well, you left me. Above my head, I've flown. Alone, they worship centuries-old royalty. Their eyes adjusting to this evil deity. Their ears and thoughts absorbed by the things that they lack. The progressives. They want their old world back.