Specks of light like torches, the dark sea seems to sleep quietly in the night.
The masts of the moored ships in the harbor and the crescent-like Moonlight hanging on the corner eaves cast a hazy glow as the hulls gently sway, breaking the night, and the light and darkness divide the realms at the harbor's edge.
Yet even in the dark night, the Sea of Fury still has specks of fishermen's fires drifting like the only warmth in the darkness, standing out in the harbor.
One by one, boats laden with catches dock on one side of the harbor, with a few wholesalers in the fish market bargaining with individual suppliers, picking out some particularly precious species of fish.
The fishermen on these boats are not those who go fishing during the day but are some particularly brave and hardworking night fishers.
On the sea, dangers abound, especially for those ordinary folks.
