Beyond the curtains of that high class room of that high class house, was more deprivation than the heart could bear, yet they opened them with the rise of the sun and looked out upon a once shielded reality.
As the curtains open the deep gold of the room becomes the flamboyant buttercup yellow of every daydreamers wanderings.
I saw the view in my imagination even as my fingers touched the fabric curls, yet those moments of their opening ever brought a better reality, a higher definition of what nature so casually conjures.
The opening of the curtains brought the familiar sound of the rails above, whilst the view appeared as fast as any modern locomotive.
Beyond the curtains were the mountains of peaks that invited us to climb, to venture beyond this room of comfort and into the kind of challenge that makes us feel alive.
Whilst the curtains had kept our world cozy in the evening time, the first light of day bade them to open, to see the world beyond.
Tia reached out toward the curtain and drew it aside in one strong motion. The light flooded in, bathing her in its warm golds, revealing to her the colours it had brought to the world beyond her window pane.
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