Where The Sun Sets Novels & Stories

ZHARIYAH was much more happy when they finally reached the sea side, where lots of people are staying—maybe they are waiting for the sunset too. Napapaligiran nang mababang semento ang pagitan nila at ng dagat upang hindi lumusot ang tubig. Pareho silang nakaupo sa loob ng kotse ni Zandro, at nakatingin sa dagat. "Anong oras daw magse-set ang araw ngayon?" tanong nya kay Zandro, nang makitang nagri-research ito about doon.

Sagot ko. After 4 hours the sun is about to set, habang naglalakad lakad ako sa dalampasigan to ease up ay pinanonood ko ang araw. "You still shine the brightest though, medyo ma-attitude ka lang." Natawa ako sa sariling sinabi.

Mula dito sa aming napiling spot, tanaw naming sa kanan bahagi ang nalawak na dagat at sa kanan naman ang ganda ng bundok. Matapos naming e set-up ang mga tent ay sakto namang nag-aagawan na ang dilim at liwanag. Pumuwesto ako ng upo sa isang malaking bato at payapang pinapanood ang paglubog ng araw. “Sobrang ganda. I can't think of words to justify how beautiful this sun set is,” nasambit ko habang hindi inaalis ang aking tingin sa tanawin. Ilang sandali lang ang lumipas ay naramdaman ko si Sir Phin na naupo na rin sa aking tabi.

I am sitting on a huge chunk of stone while busy watching the waves that comes back and forth in the black sand. I placed my two elbow on my legs and rested my chin on my arm. My eyes stared at the sun as it painted the sky red orange. It ignites the clouds below it as if they, and the water, itself were on fire. While watching the sun sets, I suddenly remembered a line on one of the books that i've read. It says there that there is a sunrise after the sunset, so don't hold on to the past and move on to the present. But can I do that if the trauma that inflicted in my brain is so deep that even after all those years, I still can't move on?

Hays. "Una na po ako." Ngumiti ako at dali-daling tinahak ang daan ipataas. Hawak ang dibdib habang hingal na hingal. Ipinikit ko ang mga mata at sinalubong ang sariwang hangin. Who doesn't love a beautiful ambiance? Naupo ako sa malinis na damo, malapit sa punong mangga na nag-iisang nakatirik dito. I was sitting and looking up at the sunset. Watching the sun's golden orb fall beneath the horizon in rice fields and mountainous landscapes!

It's already 7:42 in the afternoon. "Sunset's supposed to be done, right?" I asked. "You're in Italy now, Seah. We're much farther from the equator." Makes sense, I thought. After a few minutes, I saw the sea. Natulala ako dahil sa nakita ko. It's majestic here in Italy. "Are we going to live by the sea?" I curiously asked. "Actually, yes," sagot nito. "I learned that you love staying by the sea."

OBSERVATION DECK. Bumungad ang malawak na tanawin—ang kabuuan ng bulkan taal, ang ginintuang liwanag ng dapithapon. Unti-unting lumulubog ang pulang araw, pinapainit ang malamig na hangin at pinapakinang ang mga ngiting napapasilay. “Wow… ang ganda ng sunset,” manghang-mangha si Wendy habang sunod-sunod ang kuha ng camera.

"You know I'll do. Now see the view?" I turned at the horizon and gaped at the magic happening before our very eyes. The sun is setting. Nag-aagaw sa bughaw na kalangitan ang pula, kahel at dilaw na kulay. The ball of fire is setting in this part of the world and it feels more emotional when you're up in the air witnessing it as if it's within your grasp.

Then I left. I leaned towards the railings as I watched the sun set. The sunset paints the sky with a brilliant palette of warm hues—ferocious oranges, soft pinks, and gentle purples—blending seamlessly. The sun slowly dips below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the landscape. It really is a magical moment. As I sip my coffee, the cold breeze gently caresses my skin, creating a peaceful moment of serenity and calm. It's a simple joy that warms my heart on this chilly day.

Hindi man nawala atleast nabawasan na ang sakit. “Okay na ba? Kung okay na pwede na tayong umuwi.” “Pwede na mag-stay na muna tayo kahit ilang minuto lang?” “Sure! Can I sit besides you?”I nodded. In art, people often use sunrises and sunsets to depict life and death. As the sun slowly creeps up the horizon, we are reminded of new life sprouting out of fresh ground. Sure, the sun is actually right there. It only seems like it appears in the morning and goes away at night because of how the world rotates on its axis.