June 1, 2012
By Anonymous

Shadows danced across this dark hall,
Flames flared, everything in this room seemed to smile,
especially the long glimmer,
a streak down the back at the shadow which danced across the room working its shadowy figure around everything
Another sours across the room from the other side.
Fire, ice, earth, and wind surge onto this black canvas,
painting a picture, a masterpiece, using every color, and no color

The colors which are so vivid alone, now melt together,
The two reflecting glimmers caused a disruption on the surface of the ocean of color. Reds, yellow, and blues.
The colors become still, burning into our minds then fade away back into the darkness one more.
The black canvas is restored.

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