At night, the city of Solaria is bathed in a golden glow, its once glorious spires rising majestically towards the dark sky. Each spire is adorned with intricate golden patterns, reflecting the light of the black sun and illuminating the city with a warm, inviting glow. The streets are alive with the hustle and bustle of people, each one moving with purpose beneath the towering spires. The air is filled with the sound of music and laughter, and the scent of exotic spices and incense. The city may have fallen into disrepair, but its beauty remains a wonder to behold, a testament to the skill and artistry of its original builders.