The gentle light of dawn slowly seeped from the east, tearing softly but firmly through the darkness that shrouded the earth.
The dim light reflected off the ground frost, letting off a cold glint.
The early morning of late autumn already held a chill of winter.
However, as the sun gradually rose, the frost on the grass and trees melted into round dewdrops, on the brink of falling.
Suddenly, a slight tremor ran through the earth, and all the blades of grass began to sway. The translucent dewdrops fell one by one.
The trembling of the earth intensifying, until in the end, even the blades of grass were completely broken, helplessly drifting down, following the footsteps of the dewdrops to merge into the embrace of the earth.
Thump, thump, thump...
It was as if rolling thunder had ripped open the earth, or monstrous floods were surging forth. The brittle wild grass and cracked gravel danced on the convulsing earth.
