A canvas of sky with clouds as the medium. Streaks of rose across the globe of fire. A skyscrape painting spreading, changing as the evening dew falls. Night stirs in the east, as day dozes off in the west. Fading light, coming of stars, rising of moon, winking in the sky. Starkly outlined, black trees cast their shadows in the dusk. Beauty is born in nameless color splashing across the horizon. A edge of dark begins to finger the border of light. Sleep whispers across the land, filling the hearts of the people.


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