Day 1
The day was brand new, bursting with vibrant colors as the sun rose high into the sky, casting a warm golden glow across the world.
The air was alive with the sweet melodies of birdsong, their chorus ringing out across the landscape in a beautiful symphony of sound, as though heralding the start of another glorious day.
The soft rays of the sun slowly crept into the room, illuminating the air with a warm, golden sheen, reflecting off the surfaces in a gentle dance.
The light caressed Rosey's peaceful form, her serene face barely visible in the low light. She shifted in her sleep, searching for a better position of comfort, the soft folds of her blanket covering her body like a protective cocoon.
Theovin sat in a comfortable chair, his posture rigid and alert, positioned discretely in the corner of the room.