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Twilight is the end of a day, making what has happened into a series of neatly arranged stories. Like a puzzle to be assembled to form a recognizable image, the stories of the day will be memories later.

The evening after which the night will surely come. The sky no longer cares about the sun that has gone away, because he only cares about his encounter with the moon. Even so, the evening was never angry, he was just silent. Hiding her own story, either happy or wounded.