January 1st, 2024

His name had been lost in the cacophony of sleepless nights, the world around him a blur, a maelstrom of light, yet he drifted through it unbound. Buildings towered around him like ancient monoliths, the air thick with the whispers of the wind. He wandered through the concrete canyons, disregarding the confetti and balloons from the festivities of the prior night. He paused beneath a streetlamp and gazed upward at the sliver of sky between the towering structures. There, he would speak to the unseen stars, his words a quiet plea.