Welcome to The Blue Light Distirct. A city wrapped in mist and myth, where velvet nights stretch long and deep, and the current never stops pulling. A neon drenched descent into power, hunger, survival, and the ones who refuse to drown quietly. You will find story fragments, stories from the shallows, concept notes, and soft bruises behind the words. This is for the readers. The writers. And the ones who still remember the tide