The night sky glows with a scatter of stars, each one shimmering as if trying to erase the darkness overhead. A soft aurora drapes itself across the sky—gentle greens and purples blending like watercolours, calm and dreamy. The aurora has a gradient, making it one of the most beautiful things ever seen to the bare eye. Below, perched on a snowy mountain, a vibrant coloured tent stands out like a flame in the cold. It’s alone, but not lonely—surrounded by the quiet hum of the night. The wind howls sharp and restless, tapping against the tent in quick, stuttering beats. The whole scene feels still and warm, wrapped in a somewhat quiet nostalgia. The air is cold and clean, drying out my lips as I breathe it in.
- Author By pesmaraeaf
- Publication date April 30, 2025
- Categories: Hanga | Create
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