Think positive. Think green.

It’s all accumulation and the aftermath,' she says as I would question her about the failing earth and giants unaware that they are sinking everyday

Golden brown syrup light pranced upon his melancholy face. The flickering was somewhat surreal.

Like a treeI have stood my groundNot fallen.

red light contradictsblue sky and so muchdepends on makeshift branchesset in stone.