phantom tollbooth, bientot

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The sun was dropping slowly from sight, and stripes of purples and orange and crimson and gold piled themselves on top of the distant hills. The last shafts of light waited patiently for a flight of wrens to find their way home, and a group of anxious stars had already taken their places

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[easy_tobe_green]

My favorite.
It goes without saying.