The sun rises over the horizon, showing a world different than the one at night. Trees cast long shadows across the ground, standing majestic. Hills roll into the light fog. Birds chirp their morning songs, waking up the sleeping world. A cool, gentle breeze floats through, cool and calm. The dog barks and wags her tail, hoping to go outside to chase the morning creatures. A new day starts, same as the ones before, but different with each sunrise.
Moon
Full, orange, hanging low in the sky - The moon glows against thin, dark clouds in the night sky. The man on the moon staring, glowing, calmly over the earth, Watching the ever-changing course of earthly life, Lighting up the sky iridescently, bright. The moon pales as it rises in the sky, pearly white, The thin clouds unable to contain the moon's shimmering light - They stretch across the sky like crooked fingers. Trees stand like dark beings, almost possessed in an occasional wind - Sometimes illuminated by lamps or moonlight, dimly lit Branches stretch out crookedly toward the sky, trying to touch the stars. A night alive with spirits of the dark.
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