❈. [COMMENCEMENT OF THE TALE] In this ethereal realm, the dawn unfolds like a delicate flower, casting its soft, golden glow across the landscape. The first light of day illuminates the world with a gentle radiance, painting the sky in hues of pink and gold as it heralds the arrival of a new day. With each passing moment, the world awakens from its slumber, bathed in the soft light of morning. As the day progresses, the ethereal beauty only deepens, revealing itself in the intricate patterns of frost on a winter's morning or the shimmering petals of a blooming flower. Nature's symphony plays out in full force, as birdsong fills the air and the fragrance of flowers perfumes the breeze. Each moment is a testament to the exquisite beauty that surrounds us, inviting us to pause and revel in its splendor. And as the day draws to a close, the ethereal beauty reaches its crescendo, as the sky erupts into a riot of color with the setting sun. The horizon blazes with fiery oranges and deep purples, casting a spellbinding spell over the world below. In this fleeting moment, time seems to stand still, and the beauty of the world is laid bare for all to see . . . ✻ ׅׄ ১