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The dawn

Photo by Cayetano Gil on Unsplash


There was no sound but that of the horse's hooves and the creak of saddle leather. The black brush turned to green, the last stars faded, and the ridges stood out sharp and clear in the morning light.

Louis L'Amour (in Silver Canyon)

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