the end of a long road [ open ]
May. 16th, 2012 04:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
WHO: Pilgrims. Anyone who was on the Pilgrimage is assumed to be somewhere in this log.
WHAT: Arriving to the Diamond City.
WHERE: Diamond City, which is due northeast of the Cave.
WHEN: Backdated to the evening of May 7th through May 11th.
WARNINGS: None so far.
Among the ruins and tattered memories of the world outside, the Diamond City stood in untouched splendor. Its buildings reached greedily toward the sky, higher and higher toward the center ring. The tallest building of all was a skyscraper supporting what appeared to be a gigantic diamond atop the ornate spire at its highest point. It shone onto the rest of the City below, adding an ethereal prism to whatever surfaces it touched and only serving to highlight the the strange feeling that the Diamond City once lived and thrived as a beautiful metropolis.
This reputation was no more. The streets were empty: clean and untouched for a century, looking as if the residents had simply up and left mere days before. Water flowed freely through the canals that sometimes ran underneath the roads or suspended living districts, thick in the east and thinning out in frequency toward the west. The waters seemed surprisingly clean, although no manner of living creature appeared in their depths.
WHAT: Arriving to the Diamond City.
WHERE: Diamond City, which is due northeast of the Cave.
WHEN: Backdated to the evening of May 7th through May 11th.
WARNINGS: None so far.
Among the ruins and tattered memories of the world outside, the Diamond City stood in untouched splendor. Its buildings reached greedily toward the sky, higher and higher toward the center ring. The tallest building of all was a skyscraper supporting what appeared to be a gigantic diamond atop the ornate spire at its highest point. It shone onto the rest of the City below, adding an ethereal prism to whatever surfaces it touched and only serving to highlight the the strange feeling that the Diamond City once lived and thrived as a beautiful metropolis.
This reputation was no more. The streets were empty: clean and untouched for a century, looking as if the residents had simply up and left mere days before. Water flowed freely through the canals that sometimes ran underneath the roads or suspended living districts, thick in the east and thinning out in frequency toward the west. The waters seemed surprisingly clean, although no manner of living creature appeared in their depths.