The night is a time and a place, a place to hide from the heat, the sunlight and the exhaustion of daily life. Look back at your little town, at its trembling ghostly reflection in the lake, at the tree branches and the moon. And everything here is made for you: the lake, the city, the moon and the trees, light reflected in the water and highway noise. It is, it is. This silver world was made for you. The heat, the night, sadness and laughter, flowers and computer screens, small miracles and rain. A tiny world for you to keep and to look at when it feels like there’s no magic left anywhere.