What kind of world lives in your city, and what kind of you does it live in? So strange to me, so far away. Do I want to go explore? I shook my head and stopped.
Your city has its own people, and it is more than a few light years away from me.
Fading away and becoming unfamiliar. Remember your city, and meet people who have forgotten you again.
How could the sun and moon at that time be different from the sun and moon now?