Chapter Forty Three

ALEXANDER'S POV.

In summer the day starts early. Moreover, in the mid year it's not excessively testing to try and contemplate advancing up beyond timetable to participate in the dawn. At first the sky becomes white, then a red dawn flares on it, birds begin to quaver in the foliage of trees. The sky is at this point pale, and not yet blue, as in the day. Then a significant red sun begins to slither out from behind the horizon. It rises quickly. Likewise, the higher it rises, the more unassuming it becomes in size. Besides, the sky light blue before our eyes, it turns out to be more wonderful, blue, warming up with the sun's bars. It's getting light as in the day, and simultaneously it's exceptional. The morning air is clear, great and new. People and vehicles have not yet sorted out some way to get dust. Likewise, the street is new, there is no early evening force and dullness. If at the present time you go out into the street, at first you are not used to shivering you will shiver,