Under the rays of the rising sun, a thousand fires and a thousand filaments melt and intertwine in one design, Out of the mind of those who wake up after a long and cold sleep, but that continues to create dreams at the dawn of a new day. Poem (C): Me “The Coming of Bríde” (C): John Duncan “Saint Bride” (C): John Duncan All the rights of the images, effects and GIF belong to their…