The city's concrete breathes, sharing secrets only you can hear.
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It begins
You sit on your windowsill, watching the city's shadowy streets. The silence is uncanny, yet not empty. The pavement beneath the moonlight seems to ripple, like the surface of a lake milliseconds before the fish emerges.
Who and what is in here
Rippling PavementThe Night OwlMurmur's JournalWhisper Wall