short stories with tragic endings

Intro 1

Rays of vibrant purple sing out the moment a foot walks across the threshold, accompanied with a lavender background gives a sense of poise. A ceiling as high as two grown men gives home to a spinning star, whose blades give motion to the corners of pictures making up a collage of musicians from an era of peace and love; which covers half of the wall opposite of the bed. The bed is engulfed in silky threads, void of all colors except black and silver, which paint an image of tribal art. Butterflies of over-proportion rest above the bed in a descending order - from most over-proportioned to least over-proportioned. There is an underlining white noise of birds and the soft sound of a gentle rain filling the room with serenity. Everything is calm here, and everything is alive.