Rose Borealis Rose was the color of the rock they climbed at the Rocky Mountains. The mint color was almost gone out of wind, and the wind was blowing towards south. The rose color of the rocks was very much indicative of the innocence of the Rocky mountain for having the Rose Borealis. The color was formed, and the night began. Begun thus was the beige color of life, or lives. The two involved were moving towards the mountains for the second time, and the Rocky Mountains were still not out of sight. He stopped by to bring water bottles for the remaining journey of 50 miles. He actually acclaimed and announced this as such: the Rocky Mountains are not out of sight yet! She had proclaimed that no such need of water existed in such a cold weather of the November end. She claimed this again, this time with different words. She quoted his announcement: Did she love the mountains? Begun thus was the newly formed life, and a new achievement. To be soon was the ceremony for the proclaimed announcement. She thought that may be it was still a night, but why was it so dark, at such a rocky night? The stone was claimed to be the last one to see Rose Borealis, but in real everyone knows that the same rock sees her every night, on the verge of the distant mountain range, seeing through no eyes at all. And, it still survives, after millennia, millennia gone away waiting for her existence, and she claims every night at the Rocky Mountains for the pink, blue, purple and the orange. The orange brings the morning, sometimes very nice and tidy ones. Many people leave the mountain range unattended, and they are invited there once again. The same rock has a small mouth, this mouth opens at the end of the rock. Then, there begins the slope, which is high, clear and clarified. So why nobody goes on that rock at nights. The month’s beginning is the time when the Rose Borealis is especially pink in color. At the near end of July and every early morning, it is the same – but on every other night and at the end of the month, she is artistic; just like an artist in the sky! The sloppy end of the rock is actually the sloppy end of the mountain range – the single ended Mountain, then begins the ‘end of the Rocky Mountains’. The slope, was thus very much famous, and not infamous; so they all bless Rose Borealis for not consuming that which is not hers. The beginning of the night is as much like a shore never reached – she always claims for sufficient sophisticated environment, which is always there on the Rocky Mountain. She has the face towards the end of the range, and she claims that she finally ‘wants’ to see the Rose Borealis. So she said, that she came to him, and that she knows that it is the end of the world, as he said, that it is the verge of no-ends. She proclaimed a lot of announcements, but the numerousness does not count for him. She thought that this will be the beginning, but this could actually be a fatal end of the beginning, if hands grip, or her legs slip! He saw her back, held her hand and the other hand held her. She faced towards the range of no-ends, and the color was soon to begin. The face of his so dark, and the night so endlessly dark! The nearby car was black in color, and that was his. She has no way to move, no way to go away, or no water to fetch from the endless slope. May be she will survive, but she will at least see the Rocky Mountains at the end of the unveiling ceremony! She thought thus, and was waiting while the mountains were waiting for the morning, he was waiting for Rose Borealis’ Ouch, for the sufficiency of the prefix. The night ended with a glory, and the ending-nearby showered the sky first, and then the rocks with pink color, a very vibrant one, but very sufficient to see their faces from a distance. She saw that it actually exists, and then she turned her smiling face towards him to notice his smile. The blue never occurred for her, because she was far far away in distance. She looked, and the look was a grace, he thought, as like a no thought at all. She curved her face with a bigger smile, and noticed his hands moving on her body. That was the first kiss of Rose Borealis, and was always to be! The mountains showed the morning without the hypnotism. She saw the very fine day, and the night to follow. The same Rocky Mountains are claimed to be the guardians of the Rose Borealis. They say she existed for hypnotizing them, and they became these rocks of the Rocky Mountains. The range where begins, is the town, and the same place is also the largest population holding city on the verge of the mountain range. The forefathers of Neero always claimed for these!
Posted on: Sun, 22 Sep 2013 01:56:57 +0000
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