A Souvenir of the Final Evening

A Souvenir

The petals were blue, but with the gradual loss of the remaining daylight the blue grew darker as if the ever-darkening sky left the last drop of its blue upon the frail fingers of the blossoms which the latter retained with great care and love. In fact, they wore the colour as if there would never be another day: A souvenir of the last evening before the final bell.

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