Dusk began to creep across the sky, coloring the clouds with soft shades of purple and orange. The airport lights came on, casting a warm glow amidst the increasingly dim atmosphere. At the corner of the runway, a small plane stood majestically, as if resting after a long journey.
There was a sense of calm and longing present as I gazed upon it. It was as if the plane held thousands of stories from every passenger who had ever boarded it, from every destination it had ever visited.
Behind the silent propellers, I imagined the gusts of wind and its vibrations as it flew, piercing through the clouds, over mountains and oceans. And beneath this dusk, it remained faithfully waiting, ready to take anyone to their dreams and journey.
The evening sky, the silent plane, and the small footsteps of humans all blended into the harmony of a journey that never truly ended.
Note: I am writing in Indonesian and using the help of Google translate to translate into English.
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