Silent Crossing ｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰｰ A crescent moon hangs quietly in the fading sky, as a flock glides between the last light of day and the coming night.