Pacific Ocean, BC - Ronak
My cold body pierced the glistening lake. Dawn was slowly coming in. The sky changed from gray to pink and clouds seemed to be tinted with gold. It felt like as if the icy lake was making the hair on my body spring, As I rose, I sighed causing a cloud of most to emerge from my mouth. The feeling is still fresh in my mind. There was a silent moment where the sky waved its final goodbyes and the sun rose. I had wished the sky would stay like that all the time. Then it hit me "nothing can stay gold."