Wind teases a strand of hair from behind a young lady's ear and battles with the trees. The trees fight back wanting their trunks to remain intact. Papers flutter across the ground and grass blades collide with one another. Water ripples across the fountain. It wants to escape. If the bench nearby is anything to go by. Which is speckled with water where those cheeky Hydrogen and Oxygen compounds have tried to jump from the fountain to the bench. The patio on the ground is a maze. For us humans it is very easy to decipher which way to go but for those poor ants ... well how do they know where to go? Unless they have wings and therefore they can cheat ... In that case we should feel no pity for them.
The sun rays are trying to battle their way through the shield of clouds. However their swords must be blunt as the rays are not making any difference. Unlike the wind which is raging it's battle cries and declares it's war on the leaves of the trees in the distance. At first the leaves put up a fight but in the end they surrender and end up falling limply to the ground. Death waits for nature to take it's course before coming to pick up the poor leaves' souls.
A circling of birds above make some students' heads turn skywards.
Target acquired.
Three
Two
One
FIRE.
Mayonnaise on chips anyone?
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