Sunset Reverie

Smiling down on the speckles of sand, already the warmth is fading. Dreaming of brilliant stars to appear as their mother rested on waves. At the height of graceful magnificence her soft chrome glow diminishing. One last show she would provide before she went to bed. She reached her arms to the skies and bid her children "good night." Sinking slowly, hesitantly, into the darkness, she painted the heavens with hues, magenta, tangerine, and cyan she had bestowed. A tinge of violet creeping softly in, bleeding unnoticeably, one into the other until a rich ocean blue had been made. Movements of life slowed, blurred, dreams wriggled deep into minds, darkness blanketed the land with its quilts. And Earth slumbered once more.