You are the sound of musical chairs that never stop singing.

You are the long lasting lake that never stops silence.

You are a twilight sky of rippling hair.

You are a memory book that sounds like a piano.

You are a book browsing beneath the bookshelf.

You are a slithering snail sliding sideways to the nearest leaf.

You are a photo of fright falling through the air.

You are a number board switching place in a race.

You are the end.