The sensation of being so high—almost as far above the ground as we had once been below it—made my heart sing. It was so powerful that it took me a while to make sense of what I saw. At first I thought I was hallucinating again, Alfred Furnace filling my head with terrifying visions. But this was no nectar-inspired nightmare. The golden glow came not from the sun but from a thousand fires. The entire city was burning.
