Whitebark Stream We had already scorched the Earth once.

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The sunset was never something he paid much attention to until his escape to the wilds. Now, he sat atop a slope by the stream to get a good view of the painted oranges & how they overtook the typical sky blue. Faint indications of stars came out of hiding & begged him to ask what it all meant. What was the sun, the stars, the sky? Perhaps he'd never know, but regardless, the view was mesmerising. He only wished he still had his one friend to enjoy it with.