As I speak, a blotch of purple creeps up over the horizon. The stars recede slightly. I stop and watch. You watch with me until the purple has chased the starlight from the sky. It in turn is chased by rose, then pink, then yellow.
Shadows appear, giving a preferred direction to the light.
Actually, we can go visit the Palace now. The inlet is slowly filling in, so that eventually we won't be limited in this way. But until that happens, we must be patient.