Sunset

The long day of New Moon was slowly coming to an end. The sun, almost the same as the Sun in the Solar System, smoothly rolled down the sky. Or rather, the sun itself stood still, but we will speak as is more familiar to humanity. The sun was sinking to the horizon. Sunset was approaching. - How beautiful this is!, - thought the ever-rejoicing although some crazy chess king named Kinger. The red ribbons named Gangle tried to drive away all thoughts from her mask of tragedy. She was tired of his eternal depression, but could not fix it. - It’s so beautiful here!, - the optimistic robot N broke the silence. - And in general, life is a good thing. Even if you're a drone. - Life? - the other, slightly unbalanced robot V grinned. - Beautiful? You have a great sense of humor. - Ninety-five percent. But this is not a joke. - Well, of course. I don't know how to understand jokes at all. And laugh. And rejoice. And I don’t understand why this is necessary… - I don’t know why either. But I'm still happy. Do you want me to try to tell you what joy is? V shrugged. - Tell me! I want to know this. I think it’s important and even interesting. - Gangle suddenly inserted herself into the conversation - Ah... I can’t tell. I don't know how to describe it. But look at the sky. It is so bright, and behind it is space, huge, endless... Stars, planets, people! - I was there. I helped people. And what? I didn't feel any happier. - V answered rudely. - You're so boring. For me joy is just very, very cool. I don’t need more... - said Kinger. V grins skeptically, N smiles cheerfully, and Gangle sighs sadly. Everyone looked at the horizon again. Each of them was thinking about something different. The sun had almost completely disappeared, and stars appeared in the dark blue sky. The four looked at the same sunset, but saw it completely differently.