The sun shone down on the clear, crisp world below, smiling at the reflection shining off of the crimson and gold leaves of the trees. The orange sphere of a newly risen dawn watched as two young girls slowly shuffled down the street, kicking up the colorful foliage that had been dropped by the vicious wind.
The feeling of the morning was one of vivaciousness and renewal. It lifted up the spirits of anyone who came out to witness the deep tone of the blue expanse as it softly kissed the lips of the green hills and embraced the uplifted arms of the multi-colored trees. The overall emotion was that of tranquility. All stress was diffused until completely forgotten, at least for the moment.
A playful wind whipped up small tornadoes that wrapped up the children in a cascade of gypsy-colored hues. Slowly, they lingered, regretful at the thought of disrupting the peace by coming back into reality. Finally, they entered the center of their knowledge, leaving the calm emotions of the earth to smile away at one another.