[Lillie McFerrin Writes] Five Sentence Fiction - Horizon
The midnight blue begins to lighten, making way for the morning hues to colour the sky in anticipation of the King's arrival.
The glittering diamonds, too, begin crawling back into their hiding places; they know they stand to lose their sparkle amid HIS dazzle.
The moon, now a shade of rust, makes her way to her nest, glad to be relieved of her duties of illuminating the sleepy world with her soft, milky glow.
The sky, now in hues of pink and orange, announces HIS arrival; the birds, not to be left behind in this grand reception, begin their orchestra, chirping, twittering, singing, the most melodious of songs, ever.
Finally, HE arrives, in all his shining splendour, in robes of orange, red and gold, which will be changed as per HIS whims and fancies, brightening up the horizon, bringing light and life to the world; behold, his majesty, the SUN!