“There's always a story. It's all stories, really. The sun coming up every day is a story. Everything's got a story in it. Change the story, change the world.”
― Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky

Mornings are my favorite time of the day - when the hush of the Night lingers - resisting the brightness of the rising sun. Tendrils of shadows cling while warmth and colour seep over the horizon and spill into valleys - bearing a new Day.

The world is holding its breath - expecting, waiting - watching the silent and futile war between Night and Day. The outcome is always the same, it will never change. But it is the manner in which Day conquers Night that astounds, is ever changing, and never once, is ever the same.