Hardly a Fragment

The sky is still the same blue it’s been since the morning, but the sun is low in the west. The next part of the day that I have a name for is dusk. It’s pre-dusk, I guess. One would expect long shadows, but there aren’t any. Streaks of yellow-tinted light are cast across everyone’s faces. The light source is the sunset more than it is the sun.

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