Sunset on the Sea
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The Sun begins to set slowly. The Orange red blob rolls down the sky. The waves break gently into white foam on the black beach. The small crystals in the sand sparkle and glow brilliantly orange, with the sunrays. The soft sand cushions the feet. The Now red sun is cut in half by the gentle sea. The beams redden the coconut trees, which sway gently in the wind. The seagulls ride with the wind, dipping in and out Of The Sea in search of food. The sailboats bob like toys on the water. The sun finally sets and darkness...
the water. The sun finally sets and darkness creeps up like a thief.
the water. The sun finally sets and darkness creeps up like a thief.
The creatures of the night awaken. Small rats dash quickly in and out of the shrubbery. Fire red clouds roll over the darkening sky. Lightning rips through air and brightens the earth for a second, and then blinks out of existence. A deafening and ear-splitting thunder crashes and booms, then all is quiet. The winds stop, the waves stop, all creatures cease. The sky now goes pitch black. There is no more light from the setting sun. Then comes the rain in driving and slanting sheets.
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