Photoshop Heck

Commission for @gregorianhouse

The dazzling neon splendor of tomorrow’s present continued to pour in through the window, an artificial liveliness and warmth created by lights that would never cease to shut off.

Summer would soon reach its end, but the air conditioning system within the subway car treated the late evening as it did the middle of the afternoon.

However, even as autumn would cradle and rock the world into a cool and languid lull, even as the city of today would eventually transform into that of the future’s, even as he himself would continue to mature with the passing years, he was certain the way he embraced her would not change.

Much like the way her arms wrapped around him would defy the times.

The weather, the world, the present, she too would grow, change, and mature. It was inevitable. It was needed.