Grey

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The world was grey as they knew it. Grey streets turned into other grey streets and grey buildings looked down with grey windows onto the word's grey inhabitants. If one stayed in this world too long, they themselves would turn as grey as the omnipresent clouds. The silence of the world was grey as well, all those who spoke, spoke in a mear whisper. All except one. A girl. And her silence was deafening.

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