The trees seemed to sigh at night, exhaling at the end of the day and relaxing at the silence they could enjoy. Sure some of the island's denizens were more active at night, but by and large it was a more peaceful place, and it felt like even the less sentient organisms recognised that. The trees barely moved in the night air, letting their leaves flutter as they willed. Crickets rubbed their legs together to create the night chorus, singing back and forth as fi...
