a halcyon blue

A soft breeze whispers gently from the east, sending bright ripples through the green-gold ocean of grass that stretches for miles past the crumbling ruins of the tower. Bouffant clouds race lazily across the calm sky in a never-ending celestial game of tag-you're-it, creating a patchwork of shadows over the endless fields below. The sun, smiling, gradually retreats beneath the safety of the darkening horizon, leaving the stars to play twinkling concerto of silver light in the midnight-indigo sky. A cool breath from the distant ocean heralds the arrival of the pink-orange-red skies of sunrise, building into a quiet wind that cascades and flashes over the golden-green plains surrounding the tower as it crumbles under a halcyon blue sky.