Creative Writing: Of Golden Light and Dappled Grays
I went for a walk today under golden light and dappled grays. Everyone said it would be a beautiful day, and I could feel that. The sky was cloudless, and the grove of trees around the neighborhood diffused the sunlight. It is the one thing I loved the most about the neighborhood I lived in. Always calm and muted. Even with the tranquility, we had lots of visitors. Visitors who always seemed sad, like they were missing someone. The neighborhood was odd. These visitors would show up at the [β¦]








