Unforgiving Blue

The unforgiving depths of blue. Distilled, unchanged, until an uncertain hand spills the contents of a pen, plunging a forest into eternal darkness. Beautiful arrays of oranges and vibrant lilacs, air only passing through in small, intricate capsules; as if each one was kissed by the angel of life itself. Towering above the peaceful embodiment, vigorous rage engulfs the skies and drains the very essence from the heavens. Swift swipes claw the foreigners from their vessels, turning the once warm to freezing, the blue to red. Stripped of breath as if it was nothing, no one remembers your name or face. No one can recall; not this fate, nor this place. That uncertain hand, now covered in crimson. Whether the waters were black, or full of life- Unforgiving depths of blue remember no names; after all, an angel has to lose its wings, too. Breathe it if you tried, it's still probably purer than you.