Here now...

One street was lined with lines. Blueward rows sprouted from the ground along the edge.

It glowed. It glowed light. Brilliant but patient.

Another was a dappled mess.

Yet another bounced dimples of shadow across every smooth surface and even the rough ones.

A thick ray of light insisted that it's all going to be okay. 

The light lined up and dappled and dimpled.

It bounced, but it didn't try too hard. And it got it right.

The world yawns here.

I'm waiting.