I ran and danced in the open wheat field, a clear blue sky overhead. The golden sun poured over me and the land surrounding. Everything was radiant and I enjoyed the sweet sound of the wind whispering to the field, gently curling and whipping about me.
My saffron dress fanned out behind me as I twirled and whirled. The sea of silence bent and arched about me.
Next color: appricot.