Around him the world went by. Street lights flicker and buildings light up and off in the dead of night. In a discrete corner somewhere high up in the city Elanion sits in front of his computer bathing in the light projected of the holographic screen. Oblivious in his own world, creating new worlds and wonders by the power of the pen. Boring it may look, but the pleasure of bringing phantom thoughts into the physical reality is quite an addiction. He is best not disturbed, for he is an artist at work.
*abrupt disc scratch*
Except that he has gotten distracted and has affected himself when he was drawing a sexy pic. Well he's dripping already...