The Wispy Fingers of the Wind

The wispy fingers of the wind tickled the tips of the deep grass as the sun rose over the horizon and a wave of light raced across the sky banishing the darkness of night. Wild inhabitants of this land welcomed the new day with chirping birds and the low rumblings of lumbering behemoths awakening from their long slumber. Towering mountains in the distance loomed in stark contrast to the gently rolling hills of this tranquil paradise. Distant sounds of thunderous waterfalls echoed softly through the air.