On the nature of Daylight
The fading mist waved over the lands and the short shore of the lake.
The still upcoming sun, with its warm and caressing breams, forcing it to dissolve, while the little girl threw her stones, seeing them disappear in the ice-cold water.
Her melodic laughter followed the sound of 'plop', when the mirror of the lake were broken from the weight of her new toys, leaving waving circles to disolve in the distance.
She would turn and her deep brown eyes, would express how she couldn't wait till he would be there with them again, then throw another stone, just for him.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_YHE4Sx-08
@Max Richter
On the nature of Daylight
The fading mist waved over the lands and the short shore of the lake.
The still upcoming sun, with its warm and caressing breams, forcing it to dissolve, while the little girl threw her stones, seeing them disappear in the ice-cold water.
Her melodic laughter followed the sound of 'plop', when the mirror of the lake were broken from the weight of her new toys, leaving waving circles to disolve in the distance.
She would turn and her deep brown eyes, would express how she couldn't wait till he would be there with them again, then throw another stone, just for him.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_YHE4Sx-08
@Max Richter