As the sun begins to set, the world is transformed by shadows. They stretch and twist, entering our reality with their sharp outlines and dark forms.
Shadows of people are quite striking. Their silhouettes elongated and exaggerated by the low angle of light. They move with purpose, their steps elongated and graceful, as if they are dancing to some unseen rhythm. Shadows of other things are no less engaging.
The shapes of flags and buildings are cast boldly, their outlines sharp and clear. Even the smallest objects, like blades of grass or fallen leaves, take on a new life in the light of the setting sun. For a moment, it's as if the world is recast. The shadows become the reality, and the objects themselves are mere afterthoughts. It's a magical time, when anything seems possible, and the shadows themselves take their own places. In this light, anything is possible, and the world is full of wonder and magic.
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