Earth always folds the day neatly. He says to the sun: the evening is coming, so drown you slowly. And the sun obeys. As he went, the sky turned orange-fainted. Humans call it, "twilight".
You and I always enjoy this scene. Initially via the roof of your boarding house alone, which we should "climb" first while hoping not to fall - and not too disturbing noise when our feet step on the red roofs. But it turns out, we more often sit together just to enjoy the twilight. Until one day, we agreed to spend a week once. For the sake of evening hunting - from different places each week.
