Fifty

Calla's POV

As I rose from my slumber, I was greeted by the soft glow of the morning light. The sun was slowly rising over the icy landscape, casting a warm glow over the snow-covered mountains in the distance. I walked to the window and looked out at the breathtaking view before me.

The landscape was covered in a blanket of white, with sparkling icicles hanging from the trees and frozen rivers winding through the valley below. The sky was a stunning mix of oranges and pinks, the colors blending together in a beautiful and peaceful harmony. The air was crisp and cold, the frosty breath escaping my lips like a dragon's smoke.

I watched as the sun continued to rise, its light slowly melting the ice and snow from the trees and rocks. The landscape came to life as the sun's rays touched it, creating a stunning display of glittering diamonds.

I was in awe of the beauty before me, the serenity of the scene filling me with a sense of calm and tranquility. It was as if the world had paused fo