This is my first entry, so I cant promise sense. In fact, I will submit you to some creative writing.
Grey clouds dripped across a grey sky, high above a landscape of grey trees and grey snow. In defense, your eye was drawn to the single drop of colour; a red figure, unbearably bright after the unending monochrome. It was gliding across the snow.
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Barmy Bunny's Randomness
Whatever pops into my head. It could be a bit of story, or just a few words, so be warned.
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