an infinite amount of shades of purple

She had seen it an infinite amount of times, and yet it never failed to leave her in awe. The separate shades of red and blue colliding as the sun approaches the sea of the horizon, creating the perfect shade of deep purple. The massive hiss made when the sun enters the waters, conjuring a giant pillar of mist at the edge of the world. This glowing disk of red and blue, covered by mysterious smoke on the water, was beyond exquisite.
—  lilium, ‘todai we will dai’