The city of Sistu spills down along the bay, much of it low-lying. Its towers, mostly built of stone and a bronze-colored substance, soar over the old city and the surrounding basin, lavishly decorated and set apart from the more humble brick that occupies a small core near the docks. The sidewalks downtown are crowded with people most hours, the sky-bridges not much better, and numerous cafes, parlors, nightclubs, bars, and tiny little shops serving tea or coffee serve as some of the only places to breathe.
Each skyscraper holds a little garden at the top, though around here the fee to access them is outside of most new immigrants' reach. There's a park a streetcar ride - or a small hike - away, which is free to the public.
The sun's set a while ago, but there's still a faint hum of light - from artificial lights and the portals that connect Sistu to the multiverse alike.