Sunrise on the Reaping: A Harvest of Hope and the Weight of Labor
The Golden Hour: A Painter’s Dawn The canvas of the eastern sky, still inky black, begins to bleed with the promise of dawn. A deep, saturated indigo gives way to the faintest blush of rose, then apricot, finally exploding into a fiery sunrise. This isn’t just any sunrise; it’s the sunrise on the reaping, a … Read more