Maybe there was a certain atmosphere in my life and in the air, or perhaps not. However, the sunset was disappointingly average, and clouds obscured the night sky.
Thus, I endured a cold, restless night atop the mountain, futilely yearning for a glimpse of the Milky Way.
Thus, I endured a cold, restless night atop the mountain, futilely yearning for a glimpse of the Milky Way.
It echoed moments in my life when everything seemed awry, beyond grasp or control. Eventually, I prepared to descend, disheartened.
Yet, glancing over my shoulder, I spotted a small, orange luminescent halo.
Yet, glancing over my shoulder, I spotted a small, orange luminescent halo.
It was the sun, its sudden appearance transforming everything, lifting my spirits and warming my heart.
While it couldn't alter the trajectory of my life, its radiance still lingers, burning bright.
