The crow perched atop the branch that just barely stood out from amongst the top layers of the other trees around it.
The sun had just risen bringing warmth to the otherwise long and cold night in the forest. It was just like any other morning.
What was different however, was that a shimmering light circled the tree by the lake. It was not there the previous day but now it did.
What was it? The Crow did not wonder so but the human standing in awe in front of the tree did.
What in the world indeed can it be?