It is impossible to watch a sunset and not dream. Sunsets often arrive like a gentle pause in the story. As the sky turns shades of orange and crimson, characters stand between what has happened and what is yet to come. In that fading light, emotions feel heavier and quieter. It carries a soft sense of peace. The warm glow of the sunset wraps the city in nostalgia and calm, a gentle exhale. When you die, you can't see sunsets. It really is beautiful. - Hayao Miyazaki