The Survivor

Monochromatic life, when I woke up the sun was overhead, the wind was warm and the water hushed all around me. Even myself, the blue water and blue air turned into nothingness, and I breathed a blue breath following the dream of talking to someone. But there was little I could do. survived the landing. Life was the same... I couldn’t see, feel, or understand any other color. At that moment, I was at a loss and realized.