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A setting sun hides behind mountains; saying goodbye as stars start to stick in the sky like small sequins

A reflection of a glowing moon on a calm lake; the lake sparkles like wise old eyes spilling over with intelligence

A howling wind haunts the night; a low rustle as its bony fingers rake through crunchy, crumbling leafs

Scented blossoms close up untill the next day; the night is now a lonely, barren field of silence

An abandoned forest covered in a blanket of dazzling dew; damp air penetrates the once clear day air

A road winds down into the dark unknown; contuiing like a lost child trying to find his way home

Animals wait in anxiety for a new day; as the night will soon become a faded, distant memory.





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