The lights glittered across the straits. The city situated on the tip of the peninsula was reflected in the inky waters of the sea at night. Neon shining from the depths.
The chain on the new bike clattered, not quite broken in. With a few more miles on it, it would be a smooth silent machine. But for now, it was still awkward in its infancy.
In the night sky, no stars shone. The lights of the city made stars invisible in their glare.
A headlight came over her shoulder, flashing on the "Beware of Crocodiles" sign.