The sun lazily yawned over distant mountain peaks, crowning the tree tops of the valley with a warm glow. A thoughtful young woman sat in one of those trees, reveling in the cool evening breeze that caressed her skin. It was the first evening of a new year, and she dutifully kept with tradition.

It was her time to contemplate and renew her spirit. The fading sunlight gently washed away the trials of months past and gave way for new hope. She quieted her soul and dreamt contentedly...dreamt of what the new year would bring.