Animal Eyes (pt. II)

Part two of Animal Eyes; read part one here

Danielle’s hearing came back as she wound through the tunnels of the financial district. Tunnel always felt, somehow, like the wrong word, she thought, even though that’s what they were. Every now & then, the tunnel would open up into a wide courtyard with vaulted ceilings & an abundance of light, splashing fountains. This was one of the key triumphs of the Architect, mastering light. The lighting of the Underground had been cleverly nestled into the infrastructure & built into the brickwork so that there were no harsh overhead lights. It was…