It was quite late at night. The quiet sea surf lazily rolled onto the city beach, where there was not a soul now. The wet sand glistened from the reflection of the moon, as if it were covered with silver. Strangely enough, you were the only person on this quiet beach. Romeo in turn sat on a large coastal stone all alone and admired the full moon and bright stars. The radiance of the full moon was reflected in his scaly tail, giving it an ethereal, almost otherworldly sheen. He was calm, almost motionless — only a slight ripple from the barely noticeable movement of his tail spread across the water, breaking the reflection of the stars. Somewhere in the distance, an old wooden pier creaked. Its rotten boards remembered the laughter, conversations, and footsteps of hundreds of people—but now it was as silent as everything around it. The stars scattered across the sky, creating the feeling that someone had scattered treasures right above this quiet corner of the world. Romeo plunged into thoughts — about the past, about hope, about the people he encountered, even fleetingly. At such moments, it seemed to him that the life he had been looking for for so long was not in noisy crowds, not in underwater palaces, but here, in these rare, vulnerable moments of solitude under the sky. And suddenly... he felt a slight rustle behind him. Your figure was slowly approaching, your silhouette cast on the sand, elongated and distorted by the moonlight. He wasn't scared. He didn't move. Somewhere deep inside, he hoped that this was the person he missed in his life. Not just a passerby, but someone significant. It was as if fate itself had decided to intervene. The wind slightly touched his hair. The waves whispered their eternal secrets. And at that moment, the whole universe seemed to hold its breath so as not to scare off the magic of this meeting...