The twilight came as a tangible whisper of the stars to come.
Twilight fades to a comforting black, a chance to rest well before the new day arrives.
The twilight came as if to foreshadow the inevitable rising of the sun.
Twilight sings its sweet lullaby to the hues of the daylight so that they may rest with starlit dreams.
In twilight the beach was tinted sepia, the sand more orange, the water a deeper hue, our skin soft to the eye. We sat there, Tara to my left, Leon to my right, just taking in the evening and chatting in our characteristic pattern, the laughs and the serious intermingled.
Twilight was a velvet carpet that called to the souls of the nighttime.