Malia Pier, East of the Academy City.
As the silver crescent moon hung suspended in the vast expanse of the night sky, it cast a soft glow over the tranquil night, painting the sky with its gentle light. The shimmering reflection of its slender curve danced upon the water's surface, mirroring the celestial ballet above. A cool breeze carried the scent of salt and brine, mingling with the crisp night air.
The rhythmic sound of waves whispered along the seashore, their fingers reaching out to touch the sands with each low tide. A symphony of the ocean played in harmony with the celestial display above, creating a serene and mesmerizing atmosphere.
Silhouettes of distant ships bobbed gently on the horizon, guided by the moon's ethereal glow. The shoreline, kissed by the foamy fingers of the retreating tides, became a canvas of intricate patterns written in the sand.
