The first rays of sunlight began to filter through the soft curtains, bathing the grand room in a gentle glow. The mansion, still quiet in the early hours, seemed to breathe with the new day. The light streamed through the delicate fabric, casting a warm golden hue across the room. It was as if the world outside was stretching, yawning, and awakening, and that light, pure and unrelenting, found its way directly to the face of Ranvijay.
The sunlight kissed his skin, rousing him from his slumber. His handsome features, still adorned with the remnants of sleep, glowed in the soft morning light. A faint breeze danced through the open window, making the heavy curtains flutter and filling the room with a refreshing coolness, adding to the serenity of the moment. The combination of the sunlight and the breeze made everything feel so peaceful, so real, as if the world itself was giving him a gentle nudge to start his day.
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