Seeing the land with such enthusiasm, Nathaniel Rockford. It's not the usual path I get when I am on my board. Rolling through the cold wind of the city, alone by myself. The city never sleeps, but not with the humans. They still out there in their dreams, while I reminisce the beauty which the dark keeps from us. My skateboard has now stopped, when I inhale a deep breath, it is time to go further. This old city remains unknown until it fell apart. But I won't be there to be too, it is time to blast, catch the lights on my heed.