Small Shadowed Room

A green aura protrudes into the small shadowed room. A gentle lime color pressing against pitch shadows. 

The clicking of rapid-fire thoughts and expressions. Fingertips on letters used for a broader purpose. 

Blue pools behind reflective frames cast brilliance onto the obsolete and blank. 

A creak of leather over moaning plastic. The weight of hours sit upon a bed of red coils and heavy shoulders. 

Breath exhaled quietly into a small shadowed room. Soon dreams wil be invited into the soft confines of these tar blankets. 

Rest.