The Sun Goddess Who Drowned Every Night

Every evening, Saule rides her golden chariot into the Baltic Sea, where she bathes in a copper bath and is renewed. The red sunset is not physics — it is the goddess washing off the day's dust. In the morning, she is young again. The cycle is not repetition. It is resurrection. The Baltic peoples did not watch the sun. They watched a goddess die and be reborn, and they knew that what dies returns.