They appear in midair, visible out of a few thirtieth-floor apartments.
One starts to fall. The other catches her by the arm, flings out - wing-shapes of light - and slows her, spiraling down until they're at street level.
They appear in midair, visible out of a few thirtieth-floor apartments.
One starts to fall. The other catches her by the arm, flings out - wing-shapes of light - and slows her, spiraling down until they're at street level.
They accompany! Outside there are lots of people of all colors and in all kinds of outfits and of many different skin tones, bustling down the street. Some of them stop to stare and take pictures.
"I don't know what's in walking distance of here. Schools? Gardens? Do you have temples, at home those are often very pretty."
"No, like, there's humans, and elementals, and then temple things, which are called gods. Except they aren't actually... around."
"I will look up the prettiest buildings in this area," he says, and types that into the pocket everything, and then points them ahead to a public park with an accompanying greenhouse.
And then they can meander onto this university campus and through its art museum! People crowd around taking pictures. News helicopters fly overhead getting video.
Wow, the art here is cooler than most art they have at home, they haven't even invented perspective yet!
Deliriously excited art students get materials brought in and explain how perspective works and various other inventions of post-Bronze-Age painting.