Gotham has it's own kind of music. Standing on top of a rooftop and looking down you can hear it. The noise of the traffic, a blaring of a siren, the general noise of people moving through the city, the shot of a gun, it all combines into a song that you can't get out of your head.
And then underneath all of that there's a beat. A beat that belongs to Gotham alone. It like a Siren's call, calling you out to her. Calling you out to her streets to dance under the stars.
So I stand on the edge of the roof, with the hum of the song in my head. I shoot off a line and fly through the night, ready to dance with her.
Muse: Tia Drake
Word Count: 128
Fandom: DC Comics (1989)
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