Chapter 561: Night (1)
The illuminated city cast a kaleidoscope of colors into the night. Joyful music echoed from every corner. Yet, despite all the lights, the darkness above remained undiminished. It seemed to respond to Noir’s declaration, undulating like the waves of the sea.
Twilight had ended.
It was now night.
"Hamel, I despise the dawn," Noir said.
She hated waking up in the morning.
Noir rose from her chair, her mind drifting back to the night she had spent in the city with Eugene.
They had shopped together, drank together, and strolled through the city. During that time, Noir had wished the night would last forever.
She detested the coming of dawn. Those moments had been undeniably real, yet Noir had treated them all as if they were a dream.
She had hoped the dream would never end.