The Sunset across Senja
I was awed at the surreality of the sunset with E, and I can’t believe we have such a view in our vicinity. The photos I decided to post are all unfiltered and unedited; as the beauty of Mother Nature is well captured during the golden moments (not hours) of the setting sun.
However fleeting, it was a treat as we decided to went up to one of the apartment towers and overlook this scenery. We were exploring around for sunset spots, and we were glad to have found 2. The first one felt right out of those urban horizons of a steampunk city fortress. The walls were makeshift, modular, just so they function in keeping the people safe. The safe haven, as the legend would call it, stories that came weaving during careless whispers
The other is entirely another narrative of its own. The futuristic arc spans across time. It felt like those cyberpunk highways that would propel you light-years across the galaxies. It looked like those giant "eye" who moderates across this cyberpunk city, keeping the place safe, eliminating threats, and the eye is taking its usually periodic break by switching out to night mode. It felt like how the eyelids went across the horizon with the skies, the curls of the lashes playing out by the fluff of the cloud. It was nice to see how the clouds are also drifting tranquilly with the winds, as to how the wind is blowing against our face. The sound of the vehicles across the highway gives some sort of random yet predictable rhythm, signifying life, and how our civilization would begin to grow. They say that the Arc would be the next big that that would improve this cyber city, an upgrade to the infrastructure, bringing us more opportunities, elevating travel and enhancing life. Each to our own travelling box of narratives, sometimes I wonder how many stories actually go unheard and got lost into the arc.
We enjoyed the fleeting moment, taking pictures while remembering to breathe, and singing praises in between. These sunsets may not speak poetry to me, but they spoke of me about narratives that I couldn’t have lived in. It was amazing how different sunsets speak differently to me, like the people that I’d met, they are all seemingly different, albeit the same burning star.
It felt like a time out of here; but then we are here, now. These sunsets are more than just a pleasant surprise, and I’m glad that I manage to capture them while I’m still here, alive, now.
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