23. A Good Witch.

Beyond the glass french doors of the modern-day cabin, soft city lights faux glowed through a pair of billowing silk curtains.
Behind the door's glass insets, a majestic view of the skyline appeared with startling beauty.
There wasn't a cloud in the star-speckled sky. Rows of towering sky-scrapers stretched above him, their windows alight from within.
A half-moon hovered at the fringes of the luminous city-scape, where the red blinking lights of distance radio towers twinkling in the night.
An industrial-based smog of pollution coated the whole area, acting as a milky filter.
The fog softened the