A Moving City

There are ancient tales of moving palaces crumbling down to the ground in the desert's sands. Fragile and shifting mirages have come and gone, disappeared as the names of the men who had lived and died in their secret chambers. But all legends are born from a shady truth, the echo of what has passed.\nWe are those moving palaces, those disappearing dwellers. Our cities are not built in stone, but on bones.