The afternoon sky slowly turned into a natural canvas with orange and golden strokes. The sun that slowly ducked into the western horizon as if incised its last light, creating a soft shadow on the surface of the sea. Little waves chased slowly, accompanying dozens of fishing boats that were held calmly waiting for the night.
The sound of seabirds sounds faintly, adding to the harmony of nature that is so soothing to the soul. The wind carries the salty aroma typical of the sea, integrated with the warmth of the remaining sunlight. The fishermen seemed to be preparing to return from the voyage, as if dusk was a silent witness to their long journey in the ocean.
In the distance, it appears that a thin cloud -coated heavenly photography let the sun's light bounce beautiful on the surface of the water, presenting a golden sparkle that seems never to be seen. This dusk is not just a transition of time, but a natural song whispering gently about peace, travel, and new hopes on tomorrow.