Under normal circumstances, she would have taken a leisurely pace along these streets. The cobbled streets, and older architecture reminded her of Europe and in many ways her youth. Alas, she was forcing herself to keep from sprouting wings and take off in the air.
She passed by a museum built atop the earliest foundations of the city. She heard a couple talking about it over lunch, and made a note to visit someday if the situation permitted. A quick glance at the tower evoked thoughts of a power connector, surely an indication of an overactive imagination.