"Describe to me a 5th season."
So here is my lazy attempt at trying to describe a 5th season of darkness, heat, chill and light.
err...it's better when you read it...
My teacher read it out to the class at least... hope that means I stand a chance at some ok reviews, (if any)?

The days are dark, skies drenched in inky blue and stars are forever scattered across a shadowy oblivion.

Each star shines differently on the world, blinking, flashing, bathing the Earth in a pulsating multi-coloured glow.
You can hold the air in your hands, cupped to the night's breath that pools in the palms and both chill it
and burn violently, fingertips shiver at the conrats as scarlett and violet collide.
Trees sway, lost ina breeze that isn't there.
Faces are raised to the mooon that forever hangs; pale and perfect like a face watching the world destroy itself
beneath it's gaze.
Nights,days,minutes,hours, all roll into one big white noise.

Amy Galloway