What the Sun said

I sat on the rock and watched the Sun going down.

When it was near its final ebb, the Sun said, “Do you want to come with me?”

I said, “Really, do you mean it?”

The Sun said, “Absolutely.”

I got off the rock and ran desperately across the horizon towards the Sun, not knowing if I would make it in time.

The Sun said, “Don’t worry, I’ll wait.”