Dew Radiance

Across the layered mountains, all things breathed as spirits slowly condensed into form; shapes and souls first emerged upon the living wind. Morning dew reflected a pale glow, light brushing softly over the body. Jade hues spilled and flowed, as if cradling dawn's first drops, awakening with the early light. In that hazy interval, spirits circulated. In a moment of half-dreaming, creation stirred awake.