THE FADING LIGHT, ACHING HEART

The sun dipped below the hills, painting the heavens in hues of purple. The wind grew chilly, carrying with it the scent of damp earth. A deep stillness fell over the valley, broken only by the chirping of a single owl. My soul felt burdened, aching with a grief that appeared as vast as the void that was creeping over the world. Echoes of a Love L