Blue is the sky, Grey are the clouds. Trees pass by in a green blur.
Rolling high mountains, sand different shades of brown. Tar almost as black as the night. White lines on the road pass by lightning fast.
The sun sets and the orange, red and yellow gives way to a midnight blue sky with a twinkle of diamonds...
The sound of animals that belong to the night fill my ears. They've come out to play.
The distant sound of an owl is heard through the trees, the haunting and distant howls of a pack of wolves .
The sound of feet crushing dead leaves on the forest floor.
The staccato heartbeat of a deer running from its predator.
The smell of fresh water from a stream tickles my nose, the sound of it running down the side of a hill, and into a pool caresses my ears and so does the sound of heavy breathing next to my ear.
