The last trace of sunset sank into the depths of the mountains, and in the gradually dimming twilight, the glow of the Magic Crystal Street Lamps lit up one by one under the control of timing devices—before the stars in the sky began to twinkle, the stars on the ground had brightened first, and amid the bright lights, the nightlife of the Cecil Citizens had just begun.
Night is not the end of the day, but simply the beginning of another phase of activities.
