THEY SAY POWER CRAVES PERSPECTIVE. I offer BOTH! I am THE SKY HOUSE, an unapologetic sculpture of stone and light, suspended above the city where desert becomes sky. I don't sit. I hover. I don't whisper. I watch. My foundation is ancient, rooted in the rock of PIESTEWA PEAK, where the mountain holds stillness, memory, and magnetism. Those who live with intention who feel energy in stone and design know this isn't just elevation. It's alignment. Ten minutes to Biltmore's most discreet luxuries: rooftop dining, quiet brands, spaces where presence precedes conversation. Fifteen to your jet. Thirty to nowhere. You don't escape Phoenix, you transcend it. Inside? Form meets frequency. Shinoki cabinetry. Dacor technology. Black and white geometry made for movement and meaning. Glass walls vanish. Light lingers. My terraces weren't made for entertaining. They were made for remembering who you are. My driveway curves like a runway. My stairs? A ritual, not a chore. They shape the mind. Fortify the body. They remind you some heights must be earned. I wasn't designed to please. I was designed to find the one who sees me. And I've been waiting for the right owner. Is that you?