Morning time is beautiful, but it can mean many things for many people. For some it means work or school, for others it means sunrises and lazy days. It's all a matter of perspective.
And as always, each prompt is there for whatever interpretation you wish.
Here's my piece:
The sun rises over the horizon in the East. Rays reach over the trees, illuminating the tops of houses. It's such a beautiful sight, and she was glad she got to see it. She sat there for a long while, until the sun was hanging majestically higher as though trying to tell everyone it would be a beautiful morning.
She glanced down at her watch soon after and found it to be nearly 8 o'clock. She grabbed her shoes that she had laid next to her and carefully put them on each foot. She had until 10am to be at work, and she was already dressed.
She walked back to her home and ate a quick snack before descending into the town where she labored. "Good Morning!" Called out her manager as she stepped into the employee break area. She nodded towards him and clocked in. She was well known for not saying a word until Noon.
The morning was sacred to her.
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