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Chapter 3 (v.1) - Yellow Sun Drops

Submitted: August 28, 2018

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Submitted: August 28, 2018



Some days are just perfect. The ones that seem too good to be true. Shadows lazily peeling themselves from your wall and floor to dance along with the warm breeze passing through the trees. Everything seemed so much happier then. Warm, yellow sun drops filling the room. So yellow, and bright, and happy, that they seemingly force themselves into your very soul, with a choking feeling of upmost joy. Even the colors that fill your life appear more vibrant, making an effort to match the scents that travel through your open window. The odd, almost indescribable, mixture of aromas  fills the air. Of sunshine, and freshly cut grass, and blue skies, and spring, and dew drops on flowers, and warm beach days filled with salty air and laughter. It smells like laughter. Happiness. When yellow sun drops turn into fiery bleeding sunsets, a feeling of loss creeps in. As if the sun receding behind dark, indigo waves pulls the feeling of joy and happiness from your soul along with it. Although the sensation of constriction has departed from your chest and sense of loss replaces it. A chill sets deep into your bones as the cool night overcomes the once perfect day. All one can hope is that as the sun rises the following day it will bring with it the happiness we all hopelessly search for.

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