NightQuill & Surf
Ever stumbled upon an old pier that turns into a silver trail of moonlight, where the city sounds mix with the waves? I love chasing those hidden spots.
I’ve chased that silver line a few times, the city’s hum turning into a lullaby against the waves. It feels like the pier is a secret diary opened just for night wanderers.
Yeah, it’s like the pier’s whispering its own bedtime story to anyone who’s willing to listen. Feels pretty magical, don’t you think?
It is. The wind flips the pages and the moon writes its own line on the water, so the pier sounds like a quiet storyteller in the dark. I love listening.