Daniella Mooney Hall

Enlightened Dawn

The moonlight fell like dancing fairies onto her cool skin; her fine hairs greedily reaching upwards to meet its glow, pulling the surrounding flesh taut with anticipation. Her breath expanded in front of her face in a misty haze, and slipped and spilled into the fog that filled the morning meadow. She watched with gentle curiosity as the tangerine sun lazily rose from his slumber below the proud and stoic westward hills. The ever patient luna guardian waited for her watch to end; tenderly whispering her morning call to her radiant friend, as a mother to a rousing babe. The rays of the rising sun trickled across the field, dancing in the mist, warming the chilled air.