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The sun was already dipping behind the horizon, but the daylight still lingered in the air as though. accidentally left behind.

found in “Alex Rider, Eagle Strike”, authored by Anthony Horowitz. james added this, June 3, 2012.
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It was sunset. I watched with an unwavering gaze, as a fiery red orb of light slowly sank beneath the horizon, and threads of light lingered in the sky, mingling with the rolling clouds, dyeing the heavens first orange, then red, then dark blue, until all that was left of the sunset was a chalky mauve, and then that melted away in turn as stygian darkness took over the sky. Sequin-silver stars like the glowing embers of a dying fire winked down at me, illuminating the atramentous curtain of sky, and then suddenly the clouds parted, and I found myself looking at a lustrous, argent disc casting brilliant rays of moonlight onto the dark grounds...

Nitrobolt AQW described this, August 7, 2013.
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The sun was sinking fast now; the sky had turned to a clear, purple-tinged grey, but to the west there was a ruby-red glow.

found in “Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban”, authored by J. K. Rowling. angela added this, April 15, 2012.
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the suns flames that give off warm rays and makes you gaze into the distanse, to absorb its power and existance, that leaves you longing for more yet your body strong and warm.. like youve made it this far and you can make it till dawn. untill once again its time to start the begining and finish with the end.

George Hill described this, October 5, 2014.
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An orange haze casted over the moving sea, reflecting off every wave. Half of a glowing, radiant light loomed on the water's horizon. A warm sensation was splashed onto my face from the beaming raysof the sun. A calmness flew by with the wind making my heart stop for a single second. You could hear the grasses rustling behind me as if they were whispering one another to hush. Dolphins leaped andsang at the golden sunlight before them. The birds huddled with their loved ones knowing of the day's end. Finally, the sun disappears along with its shine. But the stars peek out under the black,night sky. We can only wait to see another magical moment of beauty and warmth. We can only wait for another sunset.

Maimuna Babar described this, December 9, 2013.
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The sun was a perfect disc, cut in half by the edge of the world. The sea had turned bloodred.

found in “Alex Rider, Ark Angel”, authored by Anthony Horowitz. charlie added this, June 18, 2012.
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The sun was sinking faster now and the whole sky was turning to blood.

found in “Alex Rider, Skeleton Key”, authored by Anthony Horowitz. james added this, May 29, 2012.
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Night came quickly to Skeleton Key.

The sun hovered briefly on the horizon, then dipped below. At once, the clouds rolled in - first red, then mauve, silver, green, and black, as though all the colors in the world were being sucked into a vast melting pot.

found in “Alex Rider, Skeleton Key”, authored by Anthony Horowitz. charlie added this, May 16, 2012.
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The water gleamed in the last rays of the dying sun.

charlie described this, April 11, 2012.
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Sky furrowed with wispy bands of cloud, softly glowing colours from the palest amber-pink to deepest flaming red.

angela described this, March 24, 2012.
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The sun set threatening to dip behind the horizon, firstly cascading a prim bombardment of colours that were flung over the sky with terrible alacrity. The receding blue and oranges battled the blackness pushing it away with arms. It shone on the lake below shining its deep depths. The radiant glow scintillated and beamed: the legacy of the sun. The sun omniscient omnipotent left hanging in the crisp air it floated downwards like a deflated balloon. Sudden darkness as receding colours routed.

thomasg described this, August 10, 2014.
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The sun was sinking behind the roof tops, as its color fades from orange to crimson red, heaven is mourning as it blends through the color of the fading sunset to darkness.

Elaine Cuizon described this, July 30, 2014.
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The brilliant orb of amber and tangerine sunk lower and lower in the sky until it dipped down into the horizon, painting the sky in magnificent hues of fiery red and crimson. The colors faded from maroon to neon pink and majestic purple. An impossibly bright orange colored the world a sparkling gold as the sun descended. The sky changed from cornflower blue to a subtle purple, speckled with diamonds and adorned in one large orb of opal.

Liz Newsom described this, March 15, 2014.
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The sun poured out its brilliant hot oranges and reds into the clouds like a pot of molten lava. Never before had I realised how tenuous and thin the tranquil clouds are. Wispy and frail, like they only just exist.

Ella Parker described this, February 25, 2014.
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Albert joined her as she stepped out into the lurid redness of the sunset.

found in “Fire and Ash”, authored by Jonathan Maberry. lilacsky added this, September 11, 2013.
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On the other side of the desert, beyond the red rock mountains, the sun was beginning its long fall toward a fiery twilight.

found in “Fire and Ash”, authored by Jonathan Maberry. lilacsky added this, September 11, 2013.
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The sun was sinking behind the tree tops.

charlie described this, April 11, 2012.
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...but he rouses me to see the sunset. It's a spectacular yellow and orange blaze behind the skyline of the Capitol.

found in “Catching Fire”, authored by Suzanne Collins. daisy added this, April 28, 2012.
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I’m not sure how much time past but by the time I had calmed down the previously blue sky was streaked with the most beautiful sunset I had ever see. The sky was filled with the most brilliant orange complimented perfectly with hues of red and crimson, hints of green lingering behind with the bluish grey of the forthcoming night sky.

completelyunashamed… described this, April 24, 2014.
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'Tis evening; on Winona Lake
The last glad sunbeams rest,
Shedding their golden glories o'er
Her soft and silken breast.

And as my little boat glides forth
Into their light, behold!
The splashes from my oars are like
Great drops of liquid gold.

And now a softer, richer hue
O'erspreads the western sky;
Trees, hilltops, water--everything
Seems bathed in crimson dye.

And o'er the bosom of the lake
Soft summer breezes glide,
Bringing incense from the lilies
On the other side.

I wonder, oh, I wonder so,
If in that world of bliss
Where sunsets never come, there's aught
More beautiful than this.

Oh, Father Time, if thou from me
All else that's lovely take,
Leave only in my memory
This sunset on the lake.

found in “Sunset on the lake (From a book called 'Snowflakes')”, authored by Esther Nelson Karn. mikeb added this, December 5, 2013.
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The sun was setting quickly behind the roof tops.

angela described this, April 11, 2012.
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“You know, Johnny,” her eyes became suddenly dreamy, her voice mellow, “I’ve read in books how people who live in other lands love their homes, their stone castles and their thatched cottages, their apple orchards, their groves and their tiny clustered villages. All that sounds fine, but very far away. For we too came to love our homes in the tropical jungle. To see sunset redden behind the tops of the tangled jungle, to hear the night birds call, to see the shadow of palms lengthen and lengthen, then to feel the damp of evening kiss your cheeks. Oh yes, Johnny, there is a charm in our land. And to us it is home.”

found in “Forbidden Cargoes”, authored by Roy J. Snell. mikeb added this, May 20, 2013.