The world ahead was quiet and quietly full of possibility.
Here on the cusp, at the beginning, hand in hand they seized it. Where the magic of everyday radiated from the buildings, to the trees, to the roses and everything in between. Where potential and promise lay around every corner’s edge.
The glow of light tumbled from the sky touching paths, lighting moments, whispering the hope of what was to come. Light seemed to smile and say, “You think this is good…just wait for what’s in store.”
The world ahead was theirs to take. The story behind was theirs to tell. The present…well, that was theirs to experience.