AS FADING LIGHT, ACHING HEART

The sky dipped below the hills, painting the clouds in hues of purple. The wind grew biting, carrying with it the aroma of damp earth. A somber silence fell over the landscape, broken only by the calling of a lonely owl. My soul felt weighed down, aching with a sadness that felt as unfathomable as the night that was settling over the world. Echoes