The sun rose from the east and shone its golden rays upon the earth. The clouds blushed a rosy pink and then dispersed like wisps of mist in the morning sun. The gilded rays filtered through the silent trees, casting an orange sheen over the entire forest ground. The rising sun struck the morning dew on the trees, making them glow and shine with an inner light that turned the trees into priceless trunks of topaz. Jake turned his face towards the rising sun, feeling its warmth on his face. The sun rose upon the first day of a new world. There was a new hope, a new day.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Description of Atmosphere
The sun rose from the east and shone its golden rays upon the earth. The clouds blushed a rosy pink and then dispersed like wisps of mist in the morning sun. The gilded rays filtered through the silent trees, casting an orange sheen over the entire forest ground. The rising sun struck the morning dew on the trees, making them glow and shine with an inner light that turned the trees into priceless trunks of topaz. Jake turned his face towards the rising sun, feeling its warmth on his face. The sun rose upon the first day of a new world. There was a new hope, a new day.
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