“Shia! Shia! Wake the hell up!”
Shia, very reluctantly, opened one eye. When he saw that there was no immediate danger he slowly opened the other. The sun was just coming up. Turning the sky an intense reddish pink. Nothing in the world could compare to these colors. Each flowing seamlessly into each other. Watching the sky go from Midnight black to this magnificence was like having front row seats to God’s private art show..
“Find the beauty in every day”
Indeed, Shia never had trouble appreciating. He never found difficulty taking the necessary time to fully take it all in..
It would be some time before he would see the world this way again..