SunsetA Story by SamanthaNight is calm and romantic, dawn is strong and inspiring. Sunset is something that is to be known. When I have time to sit and think, placed in a situation that I am able to feel the warm breeze of wind that shook the branches of trees, bushes and flowers which petals and leaves would float down, and travel along with the wind. The sun which slowly grilled my head seemed to bathe my body with a warm orange glow, a strange sensation that would always awe me everyday. The slow movement of the sun, sinking, diving, drowning into the sea, embraced tightly and dragged down forcefully b y the waves. Seawater rippled to the horizon seemed to show the sun’s struggle to be released from the clutches of the cold sea; the attempt seemed to be fruitless as the sun continued to sink and disappear. The orange glow that covers the trees, grasses, building s, hills, slowly began to retract, and retreat into the sea. The sky which was painted orange, red and deep purple began to lose its color and black began to spread. Stars flashes in my eyes and the moon floated towards the darken sky, replacing the sun and take its place to shine and give light to the night. © 2011 SamanthaAuthor's Note
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