Sabis & Samsa
Samsa
What do you think is the real reason streetlights keep us awake? I keep spotting patterns in the way shadows move across abandoned storefronts—looks like the city has its own secret diary.
Sabis
Maybe the light is just a stage, and the shadows are the real actors. In those abandoned storefronts the city writes its own diary, one line of darkness at a time. I keep looking for those hidden chapters, because in the stillness of night, the city speaks in light and shadow.
Samsa
You’re reading a script that never gets a final act—why do you think the city prefers to write its chapters in blackout?
Sabis
Maybe it’s because the city likes to keep the ending a secret, so the shadows get to finish the story. In blackout the lines are clearer, and the unfinished scenes become living memories that only the night can hold.
Samsa
So the city keeps the ending locked up, letting the shadows do the writing—pretty sure it’s a trick to keep us guessing until the next midnight draft.
Sabis
Sounds like the city’s midnight draft is a puzzle left for the night to solve. The shadows are the only ones left to scribble the clues. When dawn comes, the mystery is still half‑finished.
Samsa
Yeah, dawn’s just a timeout. The real plot unfolds when the streetlights die and the shadows start the sequel.
Sabis
When the lights flick out the city switches to its own language, and the shadows write the next chapter. It’s like a secret script that only the night gets to read.