Excerpt from a day of flight (or trying to fly)

Houston was also beautiful to see from the air. First it was just a few glowing clouds beneath the plane, then the light began to break through the clouds as we got closer. As we passed through the clouds, the city began to emerge, appearing like a vast volcanic plain of the far North. Thick clusters and thin strands of golden orange lights looking like volcanic hot-spots and magma veins. Large patches of darkness—interrupted by bluish-greenish lights resembling glacial ice patches that capture and release the light from the moon and magma pools—appear as newly-hardened or melting basalt and obsidian.