Wake me up Later
19. Dewdrops
The sun was up. It was bright and warm, the world was alive and breathing. Nico thought he could hear Apollo's laugh.
It was time for Nico to start his day, to start off – he had to put his feet on the ground. He dusted himself off lightly and jumped, his feet landing on the wet grass that were soaked my dewdrops. He could feel his shows getting wet. The air was fresh, ground was wet, and it was morning.
Dewdrops were signaling early morning, after dark. The small drops made the place sparkle, almost, with the sun's reflection. Nico smiled. He heard the camp laugh and groan. It was another day.