Author's Pov:
As the first rays of the sun softly brushed across the sky, acted as a alarm gently waking the world. The sky painted in blue shades, bathed in golden sunlight and also act as a mother to the leaves, tress and flowers making them sparkle like diamond.It was one of those rare, quiet mornings when life felt unhurried, as if the universe had paused for a final moment of calm before everything began moving again.
Show your support
I just write, but you give my stories life. Thank you for being here. Your support turns my words into something real. Every read, every comment, every moment you spend in my world means more than I can say. 💫
Write a comment ...