TALK OF PAST

NARRATOR'S POV

Dark skies are normal, yellowish skies are beautiful enough to witness. Light skies were flat and rarely to showed up with unique colors behind its shadow contrast.

Beautiful imperfections of people whom only knows about having perfectionist attitudes. However, they had been in a tiring process of being like that, they didn't choose to be like that. 

It was a choice of themselves why do that take a risk of it and sold every mercy they had to their selves. Although some people were happy being like that, they used to themselves whom had that kind of attitudes in life.

Valuing something which is important, not to mention that people were confusingly valuing other things who are not important.