Writing Prompt – After Sundown

I walked up to the edge and inhaled
the warm air that rose from the valley.
Fireflies ate up the darkness below.
The restlessness of stray dogs was apparent in their howls.
Behind me in the yellow mud house, Mrs. Ruth lit a candle.
The teenage couple copulating under the sequoia finished hastily.
Life in the tropics buzzed with activity after sundown.

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