The Sunset Lands

[smokingboot]

When I was a child I would look at the skies and see other countries, realms unknown. It was usually at sunset when the contours of those otherworlds would reveal themselves. Sometimes they would become dragon lands, mapped by rivers of celestial lava, other times I could see the roads and landscapes, seas and mountains. I would catch sight of what seemed like lighthouses on the edges of wild coasts. I have always loved sunsets. But FB reminded me of this, one of the most memorable, which began as some kind of Arrival of the Travellers and ended as a prog-rock album cover.

I can never explain better than this. It's fantastical but real, it's far away but just down the end of the street.