The night air was cool and crisp, brushing gently against their skin like a lover's whisper. The ocean spread wide in every direction, its black surface shimmering with the reflection of the moon. The stars stretched endlessly overhead, scattered across the velvet sky in quiet constellations. It was peaceful—strangely so.
The group had found themselves gathered once more above deck, unable to sleep. The rhythmic creaking of the ship and the gentle sway beneath their feet were oddly comforting, and after the long, tense days they'd had, this quiet moment felt like the first breath of relief in a while.
