This morning, Mom and I were walking in downtown Seattle. We turned a corner and saw this.
Morning was bright in the above world, while a city toiled below their feet. Were the people in the Above even aware of the people Below?
I love the distinctive line that separates the two parts of the picture. It set my imagination on fire. Was this the kind of inspiration that made H.G. Wells start the Time Machine? What made Arthur C. Clarke think about the basics of the telecon satellites that our modern world depend on?
I love a good flight of fancy and this certainly set me off on one.