Night Time Wind-down DayTezEvery morning, when Daybit wakes up, the sunlight falls on his face.
Gentle, warm sunlight. Like a little nudge to his side, urging him to get up, yet doesn't want him to leave the bed so early.
He greets the sunlight by running his fingers through it. Playing with the tip of its strands. Admiring its unchanging luster, as if unaffected by the passing of time.
And when he looks up, he will be greeted by a pair of sky blue eyes that belong to a man with a youthful face. A soft, yet mischievous smile adorns his lips. His golden hair falls down like curtain that envelopes Daybit, bringing his attention to him and him only.
The first sun. The dawn of beginning.
Every morning, Daybit will wrap his arms around the sun's body and kisses him. Telling him that he's happy to still have him by his side. And the sun shall reciprocate with his warmth and laughter that echoes in his silent paradise.