This is for the SGA art community "Painted Spires" over on LJ. It's my first time doing prompted art to a deadline. I picked the prompt " I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, his cloak was out at the elbows, the water passed through his shoes, - and the stars through his soul." (Victor Hugo.)
The last phrase was what caught me. So, sad Muppet that I am this pic has a back story.
I see this as a slightly younger John, just post Afghanistan, disillusioned and feeling lost in the city (insert American Metropolis of choice) with no obvious future, when he has a vision of a elegant but strange city. He doesn't know where it is or how he gets there, only that it is where he belongs.

Aaah. Many many thanks to who was my art beta and made it better with her suggestions; and "Colonel K" my beloved in-house-beta who also wrangled PhotoShop into submission on a number of occasions.
And yes, intentional homage to Ridley Scott there.
EDIT: Since asked I've put the full size version of the last panel up in my scraps collection, so that you can see the detail clearly.