The river was a bright ribbon of green through the brown lands.
From there he looks down on his wife standing before a bright blue ribbon of light representing a stream.
Running down its chin were bright ribbons of liquid red.
The same bright ribbons of light lay across the old desk.
They were bright ribbons to be hung in the wind.
Blood was the first thing she saw, bright ribbons of it streaming down the wall.
Beyond the bright ribbon of road was nothing but full darkness.
Her hair was loose and tied back with a piece of bright green ribbon.
A bright ribbon of images from Despite rippled through her mind.
But the creature had a bright red ribbon in its tail.
