In the middle of the desert, a cowboy stands tall, his silhouette defined by the setting sun. His hat is pulled low over his face, and he wears a long duster that billows in the wind. His gun belt is low on his hips, and his boots are dusty and worn. He looks like a man who has been on the trail for a long time. Behind him, the sun is setting, casting a golden glow over the desert. The sky is ablaze with color, and the clouds are streaked with pink and purple. The cowboy takes a deep breath of the fresh air and smiles. He is home.