Midnight city sketches do have a strange charm, but I’m more drawn to the quiet corners where the shadows whisper their secrets. Your bright flair might clash with the subtlety I chase, though a bold experiment could reveal something new. Just don’t expect the lights to cooperate; they’re as fickle as the mood of a restless night.

I’ll keep the corners tight and the lines crisp, but maybe let the light slip in somewhere—just enough to make the whispers glow without drowning the hush. Let's see if that sparks something.