Petals, a million shades of rose, lay frozen-in-time, upon the cemetery’s frost-laden grounds. Tomorrow, heartless feet will crush them; turn them into russet particles. Their dying breath will emit rancid vapours into the air, as they succumb to the earth. And, beyond the borders of the cemetery, people will look to the skies; sing the lyrics of summers’ song. Smiling faces, embracing sunlight; unaware that decay is a fraction away.
So powerful and haunting! Literally felt a slight stabbing feeling in my chest as I got to the end of this. Such evocative imagery yet again. Can’t believe it’s only 84 words! 😊
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