[color=bc8dbf][b][i]Elliana Faye[/i][/b][/color]

A young woman gently clutched at her shirt over her chest, feeling her heartbeat that was faster than normal. Nervous excitement -- for her, excitement [i]always[/i] came with a measure of nervousness -- filled her, making her feel more aware of everything around her. At least, [i]would have[/i], if that same energy didn't also have a tendency to make her day-dream. She sat, staring at her feet, imagining what the city would look like from up on the wall, and -- more importantly -- what the view beyond the wall would be like.

A loud [i]ding[/i] sounded throughout the rail car, bringing the day-dreaming girl out of her head with a start. As she blinked and looked around, pushing down the small shot of adrenaline from the scare she had received, she noticed a few other passengers giving her strange looks. Red colouring rushed her pale face as she quickly looked back down at her feet. She must have let out a small yelp when she had been startled. 

She began fumbling with her bag, trying to pull a book out to make it seem like she was busy, and to try to distract herself from her embarrassment. That was when she noticed the train slowing down, and the soft, pleasant voice coming through the many speakers place throughout the car, calling out the name of the stop -- her stop. 

After a moment of slight disbelief that she had almost missed it, the young woman lurched into a small panic, struggling to put the book back in the bag. Despite the fact that she hadn't even gotten it fully out, she couldn't manage the simple task, and accidently sent the book falling to the ground. Of course, it had to land completely flat, making as loud of a sound as possible just to draw more attention to her and spite her.

All-too-aware of her cheeks reddening even further, she kept her eyes locked towards the ground as she buttoned down her bag, picked up her book, and rushed out of the train car and onto the platform a moment before the doors began to slide close. She stood there for a moment as the train went on its way, clutching at her chest again as she continued fighting down her embarrassment. With a gentle shake of her head, she looked around to get her bearings, wiping down the back of her book from dirt. 

A minute later, she had climbed down a few flight of stair and had gotten outside of the station, finding herself on the sidewalk of a rather dinky-looking area. In fact, there weren't even any roads or structures overhead other than the monorail station, allowing her to see a spot of the blue sky far, far above.

It made sense that the area was less-developed -- it was right at the edge of the city, the towering wall not two-hundred feet away from where she stood. The woman took a moment to stare in awe, craning her neck to see as much of it as she could. There were definitely uglier areas to see, too, as this place had been spruced up a little, being a tourist attraction. A wide stone path, surrounded by nice grass and neatly spaced out trees, among a few other appealing plants, lead up to a museum-looking building that sat directly pressed against the wall. Two impossibly long, see-through elevators, their shafts tube-shaped, came out from the top of the building, going all the way up the wall. This building was one of three similar ones, all evenly spaced around the inside of the wall, ensuring that at least one was always open when others were closed due to construction. The elevator shafts were built to be easy to extend, meaning that no matter how high the wall got, tourists could always go up.

The excitement came back to the woman in full force, the previous embarrassment forgotten, as she saw a group of people going up. With a skip in her step (that she immediately stifled, not wanting to be seen doing such a thing) she walked down the path and into the building.

The inside was nice, a gift shop immediately to the right, among various other things, but only one thing interested the young woman -- the entrance to the elevators, a few ticket takers standing by the two double-doors. She went up to one of them, taking out her ticket and handing it over.

"Good morning, miss," the older man said with an easy, practiced smile as he took her ticket. "Excellent choice to go up at this time of day. Now, and at sunset, are when the view is most breathtaking."

The young woman simply gave a small smile in return and nodded, not trusting herself to sound like a ditz if she opened her mouth. She held out her hand as the man showed her a wristband, allowing him to tie it around her wrist. "Please wait beyond these doors for an elevator, it should only take a few moments at most for it to arrive. Have fun!" 

With that, he opened the door for her, and she stepped in, squeaking out a little "Thank you." As the door closed behind her, she moved to the corner of the fancy waiting room, choosing to stand rather than sit on any of the comfortable-looking benches, not wanting to attract attention from any of the others who were also waiting. She kept her eyes on her feet as she fiddled with the handle of her bag to pass the time.

A few minutes later, after several more people had been allowed through the doors, the elevator had arrived. A group of people exited, being directed by an employee who had also been in the elevator to their right and out a different set of doors. After they had cleared out the elevator operator ushered the new group in.

According to the young woman's count, there were fifteen people inside, excluding the operator, but it was large enough that even [i]she[/i] didn't feel too uncomfortable -- if they wanted to, the diameter of the circular elevator allowed them to all stand side by side with room to spare.

They began going up, the clear walls of the elevator allowing them to see the city as they ascended at an impressive speed. The young woman's eyes couldn't help but go wide, and she desperately wanted to move up to the glass and press her face against it, but held herself back, not wanting to appear childish in front of the other people. 

It didn't take long for them to reach the top, and the woman thought for certain that she was shaking from the excitement. She did her best to calm herself down as the operator moved to open the doors -- the city from so high up was incredible, but what she really wanted to see was the other side. Managing to keep herself from sprinting out, the bright light of the morning sun pouring in and filling the elevator as the doors slid open. 

It seemed to take the operator forever to step out and gesture for them to exit, wishing them a wonderful day. The moment it happened though, the young woman moved as fast as she could while still walking, heading to the other side of the wall to the safety railing. She quickly grabbed hold of it as she felt her knees go weak, to keep herself up. With wide eyes, a bright smile, and a bit of nervousness from being so, so high up, she stared out.

There were no building, no man-made structures. At all. Only nature, and it's natural colours -- not artificial, neon-bright like the colours of the city, but real, beautiful colours. Green, which dominated the ground, the sparkling blue of bodies of water larger than she thought could exist, the bright blue of the clear sky above, and the pure white of clouds, among other specks of colour.

But most beautiful of all was that it was completely bathed in the natural, warm light of the impossibly-bright morning sun.

The young woman's vision began to blur slightly as she felt tears beginning to build up in her eyes. Realizing that she was on the verge of crying, she quickly pulled a sleeve up and brought it up to her face, wiping her eyes with the heel of her hand. Being seen crying over a view would be terribly embarrassing, and the woman didn't even chance looking around to see if anyone had noticed, the risk of awkward eye contact too great. Besides, she didn't want to look anywhere else but out over the world anyways.

She heard a guide call out, announcing he'd be taking any who wished out to tour the wall. The young woman chose to stay put, at least for the moment -- there was no time-limit on how long she was allowed to be up on the wall, every ticket being a day-pass. She could wait for the next tour -- just this one view was enough to joyfully overwhelm her, so she thought it best to perhaps compose herself for a while before moving on.