• Look. Look at the golden colours of the sun setting, the rosy glow of the clouds just above the pool of fire that is the sun. Watch the setting sun sometime. It sets everywhere, over jagged mountain peaks, sinking beneath rolling hills. It sets the same over a lush rainforest as it does a thin pine wood. The setting sun is a ending, but also a beginning. The end of bright, cheerful day, and the beginning of mysterious night. But think of nighttime. When no heat beats down of your skin, no burning heat of day. Just the cool, dark shadowy blackness. But it is not pitch black. The glow of the stars and moon cast a silver light down, creating shadows but not banishing darkness. The waters of crystal pools turn to liquid silver on night of the full moon.