The sky was a blanket of blue, seamless and unbroken by clouds. It was a beautiful canvas and painted below were the dead ruins of a building that had sprouted brown nettles between its collapsed roof titles. Moss grew vivid green over the fading red brick. A rabbit leapt from beneath the arc of ruined walls and earthy ground. He hopped over the red and green roof tiles and tussled with the budding flowers before taking them back to its burrow. The wind whistled through the dead building but with time it had began to come back to life.