Black and white world

A fantasy prose.

 

I woke up into a world of black and white, in a field with ghostly fog and antique trees. Seeing the world with the perception of a dog, I ponder this reality I ended up in, how I arrived here. My mind won't admit to the answers I seek, unsure if it knows them and just won't speak. How funny the mind is, an alien in my own world.

Walking under nameless stars down a rustic road, the simplest details bathed in contrast and shadows. Without color, everything had inherited soul over substance, striped away of it's surface to reveal another depth: previously unnoticed.

Author's Note

Just be honest :)