miu, ankailyn.

[dawn rises once again. ✶] sun’s gentle rays slip over the hill, whispering of a day reborn, a quiet promise in the light. its warmth stirs the soul, breathing courage into the waiting heart. let your doubts melt with the morning dew, trust that all will be well. for as long as the earth spins beneath your feet, and the sun returns to paint the sky, you are blessed with time—to pour out your soul, to dream, to begin anew. 🪷