進入夜深，繁華的鬧市像是一座不會睡的森林。一座座黑色的塔泛着白光，橙色燈光變成了河，在黑塔之間流動。這裡的猛獸不是穿著筆挺的西裝，就是嫵媚的短裙，意氣風發地巡視他們的地盤，人在後面唯唯諾諾的追隨著，還有幾個在牠們的嘴裏，血有著銅的氣味而不像鐵銹，讓人想要躲開不想直視。我到了一座大廈天台的邊緣坐下欣賞夜景，好像忘記了我的畏高症，也許是飛行的過程讓我習慣了高度，或者是我知道我隨時隨地都可以飛。是的，我現在可以飛，卻只懂得原地盤旋，不知道要飛往哪裡。
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