murder me rachael

the stillness in the air creates a subtle uncertainty. a cloud of thoughts, opinions, perceptions, decisions, start to puzzle together as the pieces form together. taking note, these thoughts are not a puzzle, but a cloud. an imperfect shape, with curved edges, the lines, more often than not, blurred by the darkness of the night sky.

and as the little girl skips, to the beat of an unseen sound, a resonating sound which only she hears, the hedges in the garden grew taller. the parade, the festival, far behind, in a movie scene memory. the lush greenery, turn dull. the leaves start to brown, with the greetings of a familiar seasonal change. the little girl, can see a small bright rainbow in the distance. with rainbows, comes sunshine, as does dark clouds, and rain. weather this, and she can weather any rainstorm.

the little girl. who got lost in the .

all.coloured in.