Gone in a whisper

As the city comes to life at night, pulsing with light and movement, a stranger emerges from the blur—just for a moment. They step into the glow of a flickering streetlamp, eyes hidden beneath the brim of a hood, presence quiet but heavy.

Then, just as quickly, they vanish. Slipping between shadows, swallowed by the streaks of passing headlights and neon reflections dancing on wet pavement.