Watching the sunset of an entire civilization, what comes to mind? The transience of being or the infinity of one moment? The moment before the end is slow but also incredibly fast and destroying. There will always be a sunset, no matter how long we cling to the sun. Any technology that will try to keep it at its zenith will fail. And we will watch this end... ...which will be a new beginning. Who will be after us, having erected cities on the ruins, will see the dawn of this world.