The sky, once heavy with dark, drifting clouds, begins to shift as the first hints of sunlight break through. The clouds, soft and billowing, start to unravel, parting like a curtain being drawn back. The raies of light pierce the grey expanse, casting a warm, glowing beam across the countryside below. The light spreads slowly, touching the rolling hills, the meadows, and the edges of distant trees  and mountains with a soft, ethereal warmth. As the sun emerges fully, it bathes the landscape in a golden hue, turning the fields of green and brown into a patchwork of vibrant colour. The shadows retreat, and everything seems to sparkle—dew on the grass, the leaves shimmering in the breeze. The air feels fresh and new, as if the earth itself has taken a deep breath, grateful for the touch of sunlight after the storm.