The Golden Hour

In Tiny Lore, there is a world that is neither day nor night.

This world exists in the in-between.

Where the sun gently lingers, as it begins its slow descent towards the horizon.

It is in this quiet moment, that we say farewell to the brightness of day…to make way for the stars, the moon, and the holding of night.

Here, in this in between, the world is the sun. And the sun is the world. It takes up all of the sky. A vast orb of golden light. Molten, lava-like, spread. Everything feels warm.

These streams of light reach even the smallest of places - under leaves, between stones, even into pockets. These are places that wait all day for a little gold of their own.

And it is here, in this world of the in-between, that your heart remembers to breathe.

We call this world: The Golden Hour.