This is for my friend :) watching you write your drabbles everyday inspired me :P well actually this is more of a thanks for trying to get that show for me and succeeding! :) Sorry I stole the prompt Ridd gave you :P
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Robin hood characters I use in this story.
Yellow:
The sun didn't set.
The heat didn't lessen.
Their large group was quiet.
Her eyes were playing tricks on her. The world was blurry.
Everything around her spun.
She focused her half lidded eyes on the only thing keeping her somewhat sane.
Yellow.
The scorching sun shinning high above her was Yellow.
The endless Saracen desert was Yellow.
The poles her and the rest of the gang had so carelessly been tied to were Yellow.
But those were the least important.
Instead she watched what was directly in front of her.
Will's beat up, dirty, old Yellow shirt.