In one myth, daybreak dew is invented to be blubber from fantasy, and in atypical, the droplets are poured from the art of the goddess of dawn. Next we see the earth draped with these sparkling drops, it is easy to witness fairies bathing in the water, or a sky god weeping from a obsessed to be nearer to his love earth goddess. Seeing the sparkling beauty of the earth embryonic from shadows, we may understand this obsessed in language of our own gratitude; how blessed we are to be modish.
Maybe fantasy really does want to be modish on earth, and in all probability that is why we are here-as conduits between the divine and the earthbound. As we nip the daybreak dew in with our eyes, our buffalo hide, our recommendation, it is easy to witness that it really is a magical potion, a gift from fantasy, a reminder of our true detail, and a daily opportunity to be altered.