I am an infinite being among a swarm of bustling city dwellers. I capture the actions of my surrounding, a silent onlooker of daily night life.
Buildings thronged in lines amid the parallel pathways and streets loom in tremendous heights, nearly touching the tip of the dark open sky. Neon lights and fervent street posts flared among the long shadows formed by the thinning rays of dusk. Voices shrilled with hints of excitement, the shouts of rumbling drinkers, the screams of young ecstatic teenagers, the clings and clangs of utensils bind themselves to a tune that coincides with the buzzing noise of the swarming vehicles and the soft yet distinct whisper of the dark dreamy landscape.
It is no other than a night of thrills for those who anticipate the coming moment of a gripping event, a night of work for those who will succumb to busy labor, a night of carousing for those who seek solace in vibrant festivities and drinks or, a night of romance for the feverous hearts yearning for passion.
Every pulse, every heartbeat, every breath, every mind and every soul thrumming alive in the night is intertwined into a single revolving cycle that glows intensely into shards of iridescent colors.
I am a lone entity, amid the vibrant arrays of the nocturnal landscape.