It was the right choice to walk pass the lake in the morning. The fog was floating, swirling in the middle and vanishing up to the air and the sky. The sky was brightening the blushing with the appearance of the sun, reflecting all the colors to the quiet surface of the mirror-like lake. At the right angle, there was the reflection of the graceful moon, too. Everything was ethereal, made me stop to adore.

Hopefully I will have a proper sleep tonight.


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