My Entry in Writing Contest

Dawn in Asian New York.

When twilight recedes, and the glow is already visible, but the sun has not yet appeared, there is a feeling of anticipation. Everything stops, as if preparing for a miracle. The night goes away. Out of gloomy darkness, the vague outlines of the surrounding world gradually appear-the silhouette of a high-rise house, trees. Sleepy silence reigns around. On the highway, which is overloaded during the day, only one or two cars pass. But over time, the sky in the east brightens, the sun's rays make their way through the clouds and illuminate them in pink and bright yellow colors. Soon a bright spot on the horizon will be greater, the lanterns will turned off, a new day will come.