What is hot?
The tip of a flaming chilli pepper, the fireball inside of my demon cat’s horrid eyes.
What is cold?
Maleficent’s cold, cruel heart, Mackenzie Hollister’s icy blue eyes, the tippity-top of Mount Everest.
What is new?
A brand new car, a fresh fridge full of food and a tiny baby kitten meowing for the first time.
What is old?
The oldest person on earth, an ancient book shrouded in mystery, some old clothes shoved in the back of your wardrobe.
What is bright?
The glow of the sun in the morning, the golden shine of a newly won trophy and the sparkle of sugar.
What is dark?
An evil black coffee, darkness running through witches veins, a black cat giving you bad luck…