Inspired by: A feather and sunrise rising from darkness, softly shaded to convey hope.

Today, an artist sketched the rules only to break them. Lines danced into spheres and cubes turned but remained still. Abstraction was taught the language of reality; a goose-feather quill birthed dawn from sullen nightshade like some graphite phoenix! And oh how hope waltzed in hues of grey pencil pirouettes on her canvas stage.. Boldly adorned with edges frayed just so - older than time yet newer than tomorrow's sunrise.