Vancouver Island Sunsetby
tooterComment by K3Master: As he sat there, silhouetted against the falling sun, he found himself dreaming of a world more filled with wonders than the one in which he found himself. Didn't the outcropping he found himself on resemble the face of a great ape, proudly wearing a hat in the shape of a tree? A majestic ape, with a silly side, proudly holding its head up high, enjoying the end of this day.
And didn't the rock opposite it resemble a more alien creature, mouth open and lined with teeth, calling out to the sunset, perhaps at the beginning of a nocturnal hunt, to prowl the lands for food, bringing danger to all that existed there?
And didn't the very rock before him resemble the face of some sad and reflecting creature, with elongated head, and glowing eye. Perhaps it wished for his companionship, someone to converse with and discover the secrets of the universe together, stuck there in that spot for what might seem an eternity.
Such things and more, he could see, and he smiled and the sun collapsed below the horizon, and night slowly fell, and he began to wonder homeward, and the world returned to a more mundane existence.
Yet there was always tomorrow, and there was always more to believe.