Grey surrounds us and we... «Chroma»
Opiratsblu31 марта 2019Grey surrounds us and we ignore it. The roads on which we journey are grey ribbons dissecting fields of colour. In the distance, the towers and spires of medieval churches and cathedrals, with their lead grey roofs, loom over village and town. Lichfield, the field of corpses. If they had colour it long since washed away. In the High Street banks, money is handled by little grey men, trustworthy in their uniformity, who put an ideal before self. Unthinking grey. The guardians of a grey area. Grey in their state of mind.
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