Rainy Night Solitude

The city sleeps beneath a veil of silver rain. Every droplet tells a story of

a silent street. The neon lights blur into a watercolor dream. Time seems to

slow down in the quiet hours. There is a peaceful solitude in the empty alleys.

We find ourselves lost in the rhythm of the night. Memories wash away

with the cool, misty breeze. Goodnight to the city that never truly rests.