Write four lines of prose about: gold.
Other than a headache first thing this morning, today was the best I've felt in a while. Hopefully I'll be completely over this illness when I wake up tomorrow. That would be nice.
Not least because we're running low on firewood at the house again. So much for that stockpile.
"You find any gold in the river today?"
"Not even enough to fill in the gaps in my teeth. What about you?"
"Well, I did pull out a nice pair of high heels that might have been yellow once upon a time..."