Rainbow Mist

Day 239 

Mist curled through the forest, kissing the golden and red leaves. A few quivered in shyness, but most remained limp, weighted down by raindrops. Slinking alongside the mist, a shimmering figure, half visible, half insubstantial, swept past the trees. Like a flash of light through a wet prism, rainbows smudged the air, smeared glittery ghosts of radiant color. Only the leaves were witnesses to its passage. And then, before even the birds could awake, it vanished. 

Written: 6 June 2016

Words: 76 

Inspired: weather + brainstorming + revision thinking



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