buildings - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
The ledge was more like a rocky outcrop, rustic and rough. It was in keeping with the building, only three years old but made to look as if it were ancient. The rocks had been trucked in from some quarry up north and the builders had to consult with old-fashioned brick layers to get the rock facade right. It was all steel and concrete underneath of course, but from out here it looked like it just grew right out of the ground. On the ledge should have been pigeons, peering down in the way they do, looking for pedestrians dropping fragments of their breakfasts. But in the frosted dawn-light the ledge is layered with roses, red, white and pink. It could be a romantic gesture from some eccentric billionaire, but it isn't. It's one rose for day of the empresses' life...
...a cluster of four high tech buildings...The buildings were large, smoked glass and steel, each one joined to the next by a covered walkway.
The buildings were a dilapidated mess. The landlord had long ago stopped investing in renovations and the rumour had it that he was letting them fall apart so the land could be sold for construction. Since they were built the city centre had spread and mass transit improved. They looked out of place among the new glass and steel monoliths that seemed to grow right out of the sidewalk. They were wooden and far lower to the ground, the mossy roofs were at a pitch and when it rained the gutters overflowed. As time wore on the agency running it could no longer be so choosy about the tenants they brought in and so the community fell into a social death spiral. Anyone who could afford to move fled to a different area. The buildings were defaced with graffiti and anything that broke stayed broken. The elevator had been out of order in one four storey apartment block for months. The residents were forced to climb the stairs passed the drug addicts that were now a fact of life there.