The dawn broke over the horizon, and the first light of the sun glimmered like a promise. But the light was dim and muted, as if afraid to dispel the darkness, or even the heaviness that weighed so heavily on Aria's chest.
The air was crisp and cold, and the world was still and silent, as if holding its breath. The sky was streaked with clouds of every shade of pink and orange, like the fading memories of a dream.
The fading memories of a dream....
Or perhaps a nightmare.....
She knew she had woken up feeling unsettled as fragments of a dream plagued her. But at this point she didn't care, nothing bothered or scared her anymore.
There was no joy in the beauty of the breathtaking dawn, only a sense of melancholy and loss. The light of the dawn was like a gentle caress, but it was unab
