The world spins on, indifferent to the madness of men. Governments rise and fall, politicians lose their minds, wars ignite, and terror spreads.
But the Earth remains steadfast. Each morning, it welcomes the sun with quiet grace, its waters shimmering with a light untouched by human folly.
No decree can halt the changing of seasons; no war can delay the thaw. Spring comes, as it always has, as it always will—soft, persistent, and merciful.