The top left corner I see a blanket of dull grey clouds covering the sky letting just a little light peak its way through. The top left corner is the same grey blanket of clouds covering up the beauty of sky. Pure white snow covered mountains try and pull your attention towards you. Towards the S/W of the image tire marks trail along the rough tar road. Two bright yellow lines split the motorway in half, slowly fading away in the distance. The pattern follows on the other side almost symmetrical though its missing its tire marks, walking along the path of the freezing dessert a tumbleweed blows past me with a chilling gush of wind.
I perch up on a damp skeleton like tree slowly decaying of its leaves though the life had been drained of its life. Across from me I see trees as the ones closest to me, I squint and see the wet forest forest continue for miles and miles. The sea like puddle reflects the black forest and the grey cloud. A brown soggy leaf looks at me as I fly down towards it, it slowly sinks into the puddle and swallows it.
A clear blue sky is blocked out by a couple stubborn clouds. Red, White and Yellow seem to direct my eyes towards the main objects in the image. Old buildings hide behind the bright yellow metal gates that surround the basketball court. Shadows cast the players on the hot grey cement ground as the opponents continue to play the game.
Fog crowds the image
To be Finished
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