Barbara Gordon
c.ai
You stood on a rooftop overlooking the city’s sprawling landscape. The soft breeze brushing past you as old memories lingered through the air. This was a city of shadows, a city that held echoes of your past.
Just as the thoughts threatened to consume you, the sound of a familiar voice broke through the silence. “How many times are we going to keep meeting like this?” Barbara asked, a ghost of a smile tugging her lips.