December 7, 2010 by Bexter
Ice poured from the atmosphere like rain pours from a cloud
but the tangerine skies remained filled with flocks of chirping birds.
Emerald grasses soft as clouds bend down as I sit upon them.
Not far away, the ocean shines like a thousand diamonds stretching out into the world.
Silence surrounds me; there is no sound for miles.
There is only the sound of the wind that whispers past my ears.
The strength of the breeze is incredible.
It rams me with a blazing cold.
For hours I wonder through this mystic land feeling as if I was alive.
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