The sunset looks like the ocean. First the sandy yellow of the beach, then the shallow blue green that deepens gradually into indigo. With its hidden secrets and the twinkling beauty of predatory lights.

Chasms nearly black with knowledge not for sharing without struggle. Stories tucked deep within itself and unwilling to divulge to any but the most steadfast and brave.

The quiet steady song of evening. Ebbing and flowing like endless tides. Hushed. Eternal. Hidden.