Beauty had a magic all its own, the ability to enrapture for a time those who beheld it and took into their hearts a true appreciation of it. Gulfs of time existed on either side of such a moment, past woes assuaged and future worries muted. A small, ephemeral paradise was there to be had for the beholders, if they but spared a moment to embrace it.
Zael had seen many sunrises. But this one, for reasons he could not explain and was blissfully content in not being able to do so, had him transfixed.
Through the trees of the sparse wood and the lolling gray clouds came the gentle shafts of morning light. Upon the rough dirt and patchy grass of the clearing was painted the soft and pinkish rays of the rising sun. The air was warm and the smell of a fresh sprinkle of rain permeated all around. The world basked in the glow of a divine, lifegiving fire whose brilliance was cresting slowly above the horizon in the east.
It didn't matter where he had come from or where he was going in this present moment.
He just stood, looking toward that light with a serene smile. His companion was nearby.
"It's somethin else, isn't it?"
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