The trees of the savannah stand tall and sparse, their silhouettes etched against the glowing sky as the sun begins to set. Their branches stretch out like reaching arms, casting long, jagged shadows on the golden grassland below. The fading light paints the horizon in soft hues, gently illuminating the textured bark and creating a serene, almost timeless atmosphere. The trees, though few and scattered, seem to hold the landscape together, rooted in the earth, as the warm colors of the sunset slowly sink into the vast savannah beyond.