Small snippet of a thing I might be writing

The city towers loomed overhead like the spires of some ancient castle. Gee almost swore they could see an olden king standing amidst the clouds on some high balcony. Nearby a news kiosk blared the latest of many strange occurrences in a smooth yet authoritative voice.

“Reports are flooding in from all over the northeastern hemisphere of a freak lunar eclipse, from New Cairo to the Korean exclusion zone an astou-”

The voice became indistinct as Gee ducked into an alleyway. They shivered at the sudden cold and shoved their hand further into their pockets. This particular alleyway probably got less than an hour of sunlight but it cut past one of the most crowded thoroughfare of the small slice of metropolis that Gee walked through to and from there job every day.