This post is inspired by a contest held by 
Passing through depths of ocean and reaching the light-scarred surface of the moon. Where the rings of Saturn shine with a soft light. High in the sky are the twelve bright stars of the Pleiades, twinkling gently with life, and nimbly following the swiftest whirling of Orion's spear.
Forth lies the silver cord, the moon on the far shore of Saturn, the dark spaces between the fiery core and the sparkling atmosphere. The dark hour ahead is not upon us yet.
And yet . . . time is shortened. We are nowhere near the last watch.
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The image is made of own imagination and thoughts (competition 47)
