"Some sunsets are worth dying for” said the captain lighting his second cigar. Life seem to stand still among the islands in the Halong bay.
“My friend , on a lonely evening like this , you just anchor your boat in the shadows . Sit back , light up a smoke and watch the angels paint the sky. "
Captain calls his black dog to stroke his head , and in one swift movement carries him and throws him to the water.
“Good for his ticks , the sea water..” he offers an explanation.
The dog swims back to the boat.
“ You know my friend, when it darkens up a bit , if you close your eyes and listen …You listen hard my friend …When the waning moon rises three quarter of an August sky, you could hear them sing …The mermaids .. They sing in haunting voices, speaking to a sailors lonely heart ..You hear them.”
“What is that you say? Does it help?”..
He ex-hails smoke in rings to the burnt sky.
”of course it does not , they are just teasing you.”