HORIZON

Have you ever watched a sunset alone by the river or sea, observing the light shift from white to golden, then to blue, and finally fade into darkness? Why do we find such beauty in the rising and setting of the sun? What is it about the horizon that captivates us so deeply? There's something magical when things are just crossing the horizon or about to disappear. Why are we so fascinated by beginnings and endings? Why do we obsess over how things start and how they conclude? Perhaps it's because the prologue and epilogue hold the essence of every story we cherish.