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Sitka Sunset

Lights flickered as evening woke the tired lagoon where wrinkled reflections and silhouettes of a million spruce steeples tickled the horizon. A chorus of slapping halyards joined a colony of gulls in their repertoire above the docked fisherman. Trees, painted half-white by windward squalls faded off like a black curtain to await an encore at dawn...

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Date: 6/20/2023 8:19:00 AM
it's always interesting to read your own takes on your contest themes - i'm loving those 'spruce steeples'! :)
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Date: 5/18/2023 11:59:00 AM
Realistic Alaskan sunset and dawn scenarios, beautifully written.
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