march 25 - color imagery

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prompt: Happy Holi! Holi is a Hindu festival celebrating the triumph of good over evil and the arrival of spring, typically celebrated with large, colorful gatherings and people throwing colored die on each other. Use color imagery to symbolize change, whether in time, setting, or anything in between! Since today is also National Hobbit Hole Day, try setting your daily in your hobbit hole for an extra wink from the daily team ;D 500 words for 300 points, with 100 points for proof!

When Vi had first arrived at her little hobbit hole, the world was a splash of color. The clouds were of the purest white and an arrangement of birds would fly just below them. Despite there being clouds at all, the sun also shown, a glimmer of yellow happiness all around. The wildflowers varied from wild roses to the lilypads in the nearby pond. The village was decorating for its anual spring festvial, and tiny baby yellow chicks could be seen following hens and roosters on the road.

Vi made sure to take advantage of the season and also made her home cheery with pink bedsheets, pink curtains, and pink towels. She gardened in the outside planting a variety of seeds that would bloom in summer. The grasses brought butterflies and hummingbirds, and Vi even set out colorful windchimes and bird feeders. All of it was stunning and a core memory for Vi.

When the night would come, the stars would shine in the clearless sky. Constellations were clearly visible, and the candlelight cast a soft glow in her home.

Day or night, spring was utterly perfect.

But then the winter came.

Vi had only been in her hobbit hole for a few months when she awoke one morning to a world of white. The snow was not too high yet, but she knew it would only be a matter of time before it reached the small window on her door.

When the snow came, everything else was lost. There was no green of the grass or the trees, and there were no colorful flowers. There were no more butterflies, and the birds had all migrated south for the season. What was perhaps worst of all was the sky.

There was no more sunlight. The clouds made sure of that. The clouds were not even happy. They were gray. They were not in an arrangement of layers. No patch was brighter than other. It was flat and gray.

Vi could no longer make frequent trips to the village with all the snow. On that first snowfall, she had went into town and bought foods and candlesticks in bulk. If she was fortunate, she might be able to shop a few more times, but she doubted that would happen.

Despite all the dreariness, the town set up some decorations. There were snowflake garlands hanging in the main street, and the occasional Christmas tree could be seen through a window.

Soon it would be Christmas.

Another season of color.

Another of happiness.

By December first, the snow had been around for a month. Christmas was only twenty-five days away, so Vi decided to dig her way through the snow up onto the surface (yes, the snow had covered her door). She found a pine tree in the nearby forest, and cut it down with her trusty ax3. It took some time to drag it back to the hobbit hole, but eventually she got it in there. She found a spot by one of the chairs and secured it temporarily into the floor.

“Time to decorate!” she spoke to herself excitedly.

It was time to escape the dreariness of winter…