The sky, an echo of silence painted in trembling hues, bleeds into the water like a forgotten memory.
Murmurs of distant laughter ripple beneath the fading light, as shadows dance upon the cobblestones of another story.
The sun, a languid painter, caresses the horizon where the sea embraces the sky, murmuring secrets to the moonlit tides.
Time ceases its relentless ticking here, in this quaint labyrinth of canals, where dreams and reality play their tender melody.