You know that feeling when the world hushes just before nightfall? It's like all the colors exhale softly, and everything turns a little more vivid, a touch more alive.
As we strolled, the sidewalk beneath us sparkled with hints of the stars soon to wake. With every breath, we shared pieces of stories, scattered like fireflies, illuminating the dusky silence.
"Do you ever think the moon hums to us?" you asked, eyes sparkling with wonder.
"Like a celestial melody, woven through the cosmos. I like the thought that it whispers ancient secrets, only a select few can hear," I replied, tracing the outline of her silhouette against the deepening sky.
We pondered in that small moment, between heartbeats, like standing on the edge of a dream. The lamppost flickered, its glow a soft embrace around us.
Echoes of Starlight Unspoken Harmonies Midnight Manifest