The sun was behind the clouds that morning, completely hidden from a world longing for light. The darkness ruled the day, shrouding all of its subjects in a dark, depressing shadow.
Dim, gloomy clouds dominated the sky, looking menacingly down at the poor, lifeless trees. The trees covered the landscape of forgotten pasts and hopeless dreams.
As time passed, they lost their once bright green hues. The pale green turned yellow, orange, and then brown before fading into a monotonous gray.
Traces of life vanished from the trees as they became lifeless. The overwhelming gray continued to spread until the entire landscape was one shade of gray or another.
There were gray trees, gray bushes, gray flowers, gray rocks, gray beams of light, and gray shadows. Not a soul witnessed the monochrome environment, for they had all given up on the future long ago.
There were neither sounds nor any scents to smell. With everything gra