Write something inspiring about the sunrise or sunset.
Every day the sun comes up, although often obscured by clouds and rain, it is always there. Always lurking in the background just waiting for the opportunity to burst through and make everything feel warm and cosy. The girl looked out of her cell window. Nothing to see today apart from the storm that had lashed against the pane all night. The room was all the more dreary because of it. By late afternoon the room was plunged into a gloom that cast eerie shadows. They moved slowly with the passing of the hours until sunset plunged everything back into darkness.