stood by the sliding glass doors, his hands shoved deep into his coat pockets. He wasn't waiting for a person, but for a feeling. He had spent ten years away, and he expected the city to look different, or perhaps for himself to feel heavier. Instead, he just felt thin, like a character sketched in pencil against a background painted in oil.
He had landed. Now, he just had to figure out how to stay. Episode 1 - Arrivals
Elias realized then that an "Arrival" isn't just the moment your feet hit the pavement of a hometown. It’s the uncomfortable gap between where you were and where you’re going. It’s the deep breath you take before you step out into the rain and realize that while the streets haven't changed, the way you walk them has. stood by the sliding glass doors, his hands