/lit/ - Literature

The resident fog that occupied the morning sky was of a light but stubborn nature. The blinding authority of the sun has been stripped away leaving an impotent simmered glow ,impatiently waiting. All local colors, from the green blades of grass to the red bristles of the bottle brush bush, haves seemed to lost a tone of vibrance. Fresh dog shit lay on the lawn, impaled by green grassial spears. Interestingly, the dog shit had seemed to gained a tone of vibrance under the lesser sun. A good layer of fog brings out imperfections simply due to the lack of autotroph vibrance that will distract your naive eye.