Dark World
The world lay cloaked in gloom's oppressive shroud. Sunlight strained to pierce the haze of despair blanketing the land. Sorrow weighed heavy in the air, a ceaseless drizzle damping every hope. Eyes once bright now retreated behind a film of defeat. Laughter became a distant memory, replaced by mournful sighs carried on the chill wind. The vibrant spirit that previously nourished life now withered in winter's interminable dusk. Each breath labored under the effort of persisting through the crushing melancholy. All color drained from the landscape, leaving only an ashen portrait of grief's grim dominion.