In the late night, only the faint sea breeze and the sound of waves remain, the air filled with a salty, damp scent. The wind picks up sand in waves, blowing it into my eyes, making it hard to keep them open. A few people are walking along the beach, their feet gently sinking into the waves, as they stand quietly, seemingly merging with the vastness of the sea. Their silhouettes stretch in the moonlight, gazing at the distant horizon, while the waves gently lap at the shore as if whispering something. It’s a moment that belongs to the night, filled with solitude, tranquility, and inner peace.