(click on photo to enlarge)The view from Tung Wan beach at seven pm did not look promising. Thin high cloud was slowly sweeping in from the southeast blanketing out the sky above.
But through the thin cloud a faint, rusty red orb came into sight, low in the east.
As the pale disc slowly rose further above the horizon, the thin cloud passed on. To reveal in the distance a succession of twinkling navigational lights.
Airliners, one following after the other, each making their slow descent along the same flight path to Chep Lap Kok airport.
And above and beyond them, that Moon.
In restless silence divested of its pale rust hue, become a sliver of crescent brightness.
While some us watched from Tung Wan beach.
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