As the sun begins to set, the barren landscape begins to fade into a blur, and the sky is replaced by a gray haze. The sky is a deep orange, casting a warm glow over the landscape. In the distance, a dense forest stretches out, with skeletal forms lining the surface. But something is different from the soft, still texture of the sand. Perhaps the sounds of birds and squirrels have taken on a part of this storm, or perhaps the silence can be broken entirely by the gentle sand's softness. It's as if the landscape has been merged into a mesmerizing one with a sense of wonder and wonder in the midst of the blizzard.