The Sun had nearly finished it's journey across the Sky. Soon Zephyr knew the Sky would be void of colour but not yet filled with the Time of Night. Just a brief moment existed between the two Realms. She closed her eyes and drew in her breath. She pointed her Staff towards the departing Sun and out they came. The most fabulous of colours. They raced forward and filled the Sky. A cacophony of ever changing brilliance. Zephyr wrapped the Sun in a blanket of the deepest pinks and welcomed the Night with the darkest of purples. Then, slowly, her colours gave way to the Stars.

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