1/1: The First Light

This is no ordinary morning. The night was cold and dark, but not until this morning. Like a clap of thunder, a burst of light flashed through the stars. With my touch, the sky awakens; colors dance wildly red, orange, yellow flowing like a river. The horizon heralds a brand-new day. The clouds beneath my feet hold all the colors of the rainbow it’s like a dream. And they… the deer in the forest… they’re glowing like stars in the sky. They’re waking up with the power of the light. Everything is so new, so vibrant. I, the Sky Weaver, am shaping the beginning of this new day. With my touch, the world awakens like a dream. Each deer shines like a star. This is the dawn of a new world. My dawn.