Silence draped the mountains. Golden light spilled across the fields. A silver moon graced the darkness. Velvet shadows danced in the trees. Morning mist kissed the valley. Winter whispered its cold song. Stars ignited the heavens. A gentle breeze combed the grass. Night bloomed in purple hues. Sunbeams painted the wall. Dancing dreams upon the earth. The world tucked in its indigo quilt. Moonlight spilled across the eaves. A gentle breeze began to sigh. It makes no sense, But is it not beautiful? A jumble of words, phrases, Not making sense, But still, combined, Are a beautiful mess.
I was bored again- btw I finished this two days ago but never posted it lol wdy think of the tn lol
