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As the storm canopy begins to fracture, shafts of golden light pour across the layered ridgelines of Oʻahu. Night still holds the foreground in deep indigo shadow, while the horizon burns with molten warmth — a fleeting threshold between darkness and day.
As the storm canopy begins to fracture, shafts of golden light pour across the layered ridgelines of Oʻahu. Night still holds the foreground in deep indigo shadow, while the horizon burns with molten warmth — a fleeting threshold between darkness and day.