The dark mottled water soaked up the bright shades of the houses and sky. From the rocks, the hum of the approaching night was electric, with lights and people moving from the beach to the labyrinth of alleys filled with restaurants and music. (Italian village of Riomaggiore). Follow the link to learn more - https://alexgubski.com/detail/When_The_Night_Closes_In
I might have rated this higher, but the light makes no sense