Nighttime

[robinbloke]

It's dark, above you the stars wink lazily at each other as the moon hides behind a cushion of white clouds, it's half-crescent just peeping sleepily out the top. Trees are all around you, their lush green branches turned to shades of grey by the half light of night as they slowly wave in the gentle breeze. The warm air surrounds you, holding like the softest of blankets as it brushes against your skin, the faint scent of the dew-fresh grass kissing your senses.

[Poll #285741]