[ WP ] But this time , the sunset was more than just the end of the day .

Every end is a new beginning, or so it's said. The last note of a song is the first note of another. The end of a story is just the beginning of someone's new fantasies. The end of the day is simply the beginning of the night. But not today. 
 
 Today's day was long and blistering. As the Earth's rotation slowed, the hours dragged on. The sun remained suspended in the sky as people wandered around in a daze, their confusion the result of their inability to process what many were calling `` the End of Days''. And as the sun finally set, it was announced that Earth's rotation would stop. 
 
 Those of us in the Eastern Hemisphere would live in perpetual darkness until we succumbed to cosmic radiation or the chill of our lightless existence. Our counterparts on the other side of the world would get the shorter end of the stick. Exposed to everything. 
 
 We prepared ourselves for all of these eventualities, but they never came. To our amazement, we watched as the sun rose in the west to greet us again, its pace growing faster and faster with each passing moment. Celebrations were had, questions were asked, and experts across the world scratched their heads in reply. Although we did not understand, it did not matter. 
 
 For every end always is a new beginning. 
 
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