Snow awoke with a serene sense of clarity, feeling a level of refreshment she hadn't experienced in years.
It was as though the exhaustion of her late-night hours had been swept away by an unseen hand, leaving her invigorated, as if she'd just awakened from the best sleep of her life.
Turning her gaze toward the open balcony, she was greeted by the soft, ethereal glow of early twilight.
The sky was painted in hues of lavender and gold, a gentle prelude to the sun's rise.
Snow's expression softened as she took in the tranquil view, her thoughts briefly lost in the beauty of the moment.
She glanced at the clock nearby and realized with mild surprise that she had woken earlier than expected.
Yet, despite the shortened rest, her body felt light and her mind unburdened, as though a hidden weight had been lifted.
Snow found herself wondering why she felt so at ease, but the thought quickly gave way to the reality of her responsibilities.
