Outside of the steam engine, it was a crisp morning.

Inside it was, scorching and the heat was unbearable.

Above the attic roof, there was torrential rain.

Down below, the rich fire deleted the coldness that roamed the house.

Beside the oven, the fish tank glistened with multi-coloured marine fish.

On the other side of the oven, the coats hung waiting to protect their next patient.

Up north, the wind chilled the hearts of innocent civilians.

Down south, the warming air and sweet milkshakes lured the mythical souls of the tropical animals.

Inside of the heart of the car’s engine, the oil and the heat scorched and seemed nothing could be hotter.

Outside the air, drew all the moisture of all the living souls.