“Come up with every possible way to describe something as ‘red’, without using the word itself”
The notebook was of a warm, vibrant hue. It blushed, somewhere between crimson and maroon, inspiring memories of fresh strawberries, bright peppers, and ruddy tomatoes.
The colour of a rose, perhaps, not quite as deep as an apple, but more akin to the flaming tones hidden within a sunset…sailor’s delight.
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“A storm destroys your uncle’s shed and kills his six-year-old son. Describe the colour of the sky right before the storm hit”
When I think about when Danny died, I find myself remembering the sky on that day.
We were driving home before the storm hit. My brother was driving, and a Taylor Swift song was playing on the radio. I can’t remember which one exactly. But I do remember the sky. I was staring out the window at it as the clouds seemed at battle with themselves, each churning and enveloping its opponent.
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