What is hot ?
The warm blooded sun, a rapid roar of a mighty engine and a a dive from the highest diving board into a fire like pool.
What is cold?
The point of an icicle from a window pane, a stomp into a patch of super fresh snow and the cold heart of Cruella Deville.
What is bright?
The beam of light glinting off a shard of glass, a magnificent Mercedes strolling down the motorway and the touch from a devil’s burning soul.
What is dull?
The fading moon soaring back to space, the shade of a terrifying tree blocking a house’s view and moaning faces looking despairingly at dark rain filled clouds.