The Great Eye
In this photo, the sun hangs low over the horizon, a burning amber eye staring unblinking as it sinks toward the dark waters below. The sky, deep and brooding, stretches endlessly, swallowing the last traces of daylight. As the sun’s lower edge kisses the water, a molten reflection shimmers and fractures, as if the great eye is weeping golden tears before it is finally consumed by the night.
In this photo, the sun hangs low over the horizon, a burning amber eye staring unblinking as it sinks toward the dark waters below. The sky, deep and brooding, stretches endlessly, swallowing the last traces of daylight. As the sun’s lower edge kisses the water, a molten reflection shimmers and fractures, as if the great eye is weeping golden tears before it is finally consumed by the night.
In this photo, the sun hangs low over the horizon, a burning amber eye staring unblinking as it sinks toward the dark waters below. The sky, deep and brooding, stretches endlessly, swallowing the last traces of daylight. As the sun’s lower edge kisses the water, a molten reflection shimmers and fractures, as if the great eye is weeping golden tears before it is finally consumed by the night.