Snapshot NYC- Chris Ciminelli

Around goes the creature, aimlessly searching the park for somewhere to dwell. The park offered much comfort and serenity, but the creature was not satisfied. As the creature awaited his fate as the day went on, he saw something through the brush. A tall mass of construction picked at his brain, as if it were his castle. The sky darkened, and the wind whipped through the brisk air. The creature scurried through the park, up into the building before nightfall. He would never know what would become of the building, yet he commanded it as if it were his own. Pride and dignity sunk into the mind of the creature, making him stronger by night.