"Such as Dreams Are Made Of"

Holt closed his cell phone, the soft click swallowed up by the cool grey carpet, and smiled to himself. His next deal was well underway, even as he stood in the monument of his latest achievement. The room that would become his office was empty still, the furniture not yet delivered, but he wasn't unduly impatient. Corner-cutting and well-placed bribes had finished this office tower ahead of schedule and under budget. After years of this work, Holt was a master of his art.

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For the time being, this story is sitting by its lonesome on the "Other" page, but I hope someday it will have friends and a section of its own. I think of it as one of my Twilight stories, taking place in an urban fantasy setting based around the notion of the city landscape having a life of its own.

That notion came partly from an act in the Cirque du Soleil show Quidam, the banquine acrobats. (The can also be seen in the movie Journey of a Man. They're the grey men and white women who fling each other around without wires.) The relationship of this story to that image is dilute, but I still used the "Banquine" track from Journey of a Man as my music for the piece.

"Such as Dreams Are Made Of" appears in issue #8 of Aberrant Dreams.