the sky was burning. the clouds seemed to be set ablaze by the last rays of the sun. everything was painted in golden hues, as if the world would turn to ashes in just a few moments. the surreal color hanging over the city signaled a change. perhaps a storm was approaching, or maybe something was coming to an end. there was an eerie silence in the air, making time feel as if it had slowed down. a child looked up at the sky, eyes unblinking. they wondered if this moment would last forever. but the sky always changed, just like people. colors faded, storms passed, yet the sky remained. and the yellow sky became a memory, etched in their mind forever.