"In the muted embrace of early light, they spoke, and the world listened.
Their voices like ripples in a tranquil pond, touching shores unseen."
• A flicker of dawn, the horizon curls
• Shadows whisper secrets to the past
• Dreams linger, half-formed, between breaths of the waking day
• Echoes of laughter, distant and warm, float in the crisp air
• The trees sway gently, guardians of unspoken truths
"Listen, they implore, to the songs that dawn brings, the melodies woven through time and space."
The sun rises, bringing forth tales from the edges of existence, stories untold for eons past.
• Voices of the ancients, like the rustle of leaves
• A hesitant step into the light, the cycle resumes
• Time stretches, yawning, as the new day unfolds
• They call from beyond, the forgotten, the lost
• Gathering in the golden haze, the spirits of the dawn