#izman

“Izman sprawled out below me. It was like nothing I’d ever seen. A flat, blue-tiled roof with a gushing fountain on it leaned close enough to its neighbor to whisper city secrets. Beyond that, yellow flowers tumbled down sun-baked walls that were competing for space in the shade of their neighbors. Purple canopies crowned another house, and a golden dome pressed against minarets that jutted up like spears challenging the sky.”-- Traitor To The Throne by Alwyn Hamilton