Description
As the sun sets, the evening glow paints the sky red, and in the stillness, there is a sense of solemnity and reverence. It also carries a softness and tranquility, with gentle ripples in the air. Birds, weary from their journey, sing softly as they fly home, leaving behind a fading trail of red, purple, and black.
Tonight, the quiet chirping of the birds lulls me to sleep, and my dreams follow them, flying to the place where the stars are wed.
