Sundown Dreams. The End.

"Life moves like the sun — rising with fragile hope, burning briefly at its peak, and sinking into the quiet weight of night. As the light fades, we’re left with the chill of what’s been lost, and the silence of things we can’t change. The sky darkens, not in beauty, but in surrender. Sundown isn’t peace… it’s the world whispering that even surviving another day can feel like too much."