The first rays of light shone through the tops of glistening treetops. The days first dew collected and refracted the light.
It was the first day of the new year. Johan slept fitfully through the chorus of birds and symphony of crickets.
Squirrels chattered amongst themselves, and the whole forest was alive with noises. There was never any silence.
As Johan awoke, he rubbed his eyes of their tiredness, and yawned his last yawn. He stood up, and ambled over to his
mahogany wardrobe. He picked out suitable clothes for the day. Unaware, that in a couple hours, the wedding would start. Johan stared blankly at his clock, trying to figure out, what his schedule was. His eyes flew wide open as he
realized the answer. He darted across the room, grabbing what he needed. Johan with a half of a strudel in his mouth,
sprinted out of his home, disturbing the chorus of nature, with crumbs flying behind him.