And with that, the cop issued a parking ticket.
He stood in between millions of years of erosion, and could only think about the silence.
The thunder echoed through the forrest just as she turned, causing a smile to scare itself.
The sun shone through his eyelids, through its warmth speaking about the day to come.
The young and old, the modern and the traditional, walked side by side speaking in the same tongue, smiling as they journeyed
Just beyond reach, the shadow children were always watching.
A mere moment of eye contact was all it took. Then you knew.
And the last waves of sunshine fell flat against the purple waning sun.
The audience had left him all alone on stage.
The faceless sometimes have the best intentions.
As the planks led closer to the darkness, the dampness was begining to sing.
If touched with the proper intentions, the bus would transfer its vast knowledge.
Golden was the Phoenix's final wane.
Both women had been traveling for hours, and the blue day had become cold.
With a silent breath the words flowed through and all was right for a fleeting moment.
Even with a smile, seconds of sleep led to dark places.
When they met the earth paused for a moment.
The cold mountain air crackled through the dying tree.
And as she readied to place the block in the ground, she read a secret message in the sand.
Crewdson could not contain himself, leaving life where he created death.
They traveled from city to city, always looking, always waiting for it to finally return.
Death didn't walk in his valley, but rather biked.
The bleeding colors helped him reach moments of calm.
A split second before the water hit, little Jimmy saw his entire future before him.
Without turning on the lamp, it sat in the marine haze.
Her steps made not a sound as she approached.
The third year came and went, yet still the crops were nothing but dust.