So, there it is — the dawn creeps quietly, lighting the edge of your dreams.
Like whispers from the stars. You hear them too, right?
Maybe it's just the wind, but it feels like a cosmic giggle at the back of your mind.
A gentle nudge towards the inevitable dance of hues in the sky.
Ever wondered how the clouds feel today? Like cotton candy on a wire, you know?
Maybe they dream too.
Or are they just waiting, like us?
Just sit back, let the aurora rise, let it wash over.
Breathe in the celestial winds that smell like forgotten stories.
Will you follow?