Et Demain, l'Aube
The first rays of light of the morning peer over the horizon, reaching over the flattened landscape to illuminate the city. The happening of the night, with all their terror are brought into the world.
As if reluctant, the sun hides - or perhaps it refuses to look. A cloud painfully makes its way across the sky and darkens the morning's sky. The cold returns also and what little warmth had been announced by the sun only appears as a distant promise on the other side of this cruel barrier.
The wind thinks otherwise however; just in time for the sun to crawl from its resting place, the cloud is chased from the skies are makes way for the heat and the light. The day begins, but to what end?