(Actual notes and credits at the bottom) Description: “It’s almost night, and it’s that same sensation again. That melancholic longing, that nostalgic nagging, that feeling of wanting to remain. This time though, there is no one to talk to. Only myself sitting on the purple tinted grains of sand, staring mindlessly at the descending sun, and the moon, which is faint, yet radiant, in the sea of dark clouds. I still, still, wonder why I feel this way. After all this time has passed. Perhaps it is simply the natural, fixed way our subconscious minds react to the environment we currently experience. Perhaps it is my fault, constantly overthinking, and burning out the last embers of my head just to make myself feel better. Or perhaps… It is simply the way it is, without any rhyme or reason. It could be any, any explanation given. Maybe one of them, maybe two, maybe three, maybe all, maybe none. There are hundreds, thousands, billions, trillions, infinities worth of them. Whatever the amount is. But really, just really… Does it matter anyways? These thoughts can’t stop the accelerating flight of time, the falling crimson sun, the rise of the moon and night. None of these thoughts can really help me either! So what else can I do? Might as well sit there doing nothing, enjoying the view while it lasts. It is practically the only choice I’m given at this moment! Besides, even if it's not as radiant as dawn, even if it's almost night, it's one rare and beautiful sight to behold.” End. This is a “sequel” to this: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1332300096/ (That one was also supposed to have a short story in there, but I just kinda gave up on writing it and never finished it.) Credits: Tricky Tony creator of the hit game delta rune for the music Scratch for nerfing the quality
