morning-giantess-city

It is four in the morning. I can see her, the city herself in deep slumber. She sleeps with peace on her face, her hair flowing freely in the wind and her eye lids are sealed shut. She is wrapped in a sheet black as the night. Her body lies still apart from the movements that give life and her pulse is normal .
As day break approaches, her sheet begins to fade, loses its colour to reveal her body, a denser fabric itself. The sky turns deep blue-gray, as the first solar rays caress her body. Blood now flows through her veins and the organs are now functioning. Her body is busy. She opens her eyes, she now awakens and rises from her sleep.

Naked, beautiful and alive!