Wulf, New York City
Wulf, New York CityI thought the weather in Florida was bad. I thought Chet Bosworth was bad. I even thought the human airplane was bad. But nothing, absolutely nothing could prepare me for New York City.
I’d grown up on Atlan. Yes, there was a large population on the planet and it even had cities, but Gods.
The buildings reached the sky. There was no greenery. No trees. Planets. Flowers. At least none that I’d seen. And it teemed with people. Noise. So much to look at, my head hurt. Nothing anyone could say to me would have made me believe reality. I was claustrophobic walking on the sidewalk, and I was over a foot taller than everyone around me. I could see in the distance and knew it went on and on and on.
The show had provided a vehicle to retrieve us from the a
