[Tyr Zalo Hawk]: 712.Random.Quickwrites.Montana Sunrise

I looked out my window this motning into the brightening sky of late summer. Trees and half melted snow glistened in dawn's encroaching warmth on the mountaintops, so distant... yet so enormous. In lack of self-prepataion for this onslaught of beauty, my first breath halted, halfway down my throat, and escaped back into the crisp air.
That was what they had warned me about back home. Their words, the words I now wish I could remember, had fallen on ears that knew nothing of this wondrous western landscape. And now, thinking back on it, I wish I could relive it every morning of my life.
That beauty that was a Montana sunrise.