The Fading Sunset

The setting sun mingles with the night, brilliant stars stitching together a broken farewell song. The cool moonlight is a shocking blood-red. We part beneath the moon, and dawn breaks in a blaze of rosy light as all creation goes mad. We cross countless brambles and embrace. In that moment, even the setting sun feels warm, and the chill melts away. You alone are my salvation. [BE quick transmigration]