The island truly came alive after dark. The daytime bustle of work and trade gave way to a vibrant nightlife. The air thrummed with music and laughter, and the streets overflowed with people enjoying their hard-earned leisure. Restaurants were packed, and impromptu festivals erupted in every corner, with dancers twirling with flaming torches and musicians filling the night with lively tunes. It reminded me of the festivals back on Earth, a welcome wave of nostalgia washing over me.
I slipped out of the tavern unnoticed, taking in the sights and sounds with a sense of freedom I hadn't felt in weeks. The tantalizing aromas wafting from the food stalls drew me in, and I couldn't resist purchasing a skewer of grilled meat. I savored each bite as I listened to a nearby band playing a mix of stringed instruments, drums, and even a flute.
