March 8th

Written By Ninn S
Digital painting of a dusk scene, smooth, muted blue-grey clouds draped over the morning sky, the faintest trace of pink over the horizon. There is a line of houses and trees in the distance, a lone lamp post too, all dark in the dim blue light.

We report: soft grey morning, we watch the light come to the world in slow increments, same way we would watch the most vibrant sunrise. It is the same cold it has been all night, but birds have little care. We try to tell their tiny silhouettes from the last bats of the night.

Ninn S
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