In a time line far, yet similar to ours; there lived a small family in a little cottage, in the middle of a cornfield.
A middle-aged man sat on a couch, telling a story to the lads sprawled across him on the floor. His wife was in the kitchen, cooking supper for the family. One of the lads gave him a journal and the man opened the leather covered book and began to read.
"Once upon a time, in the faraway divided lands, there lived colorful and not-so-colorful people. The lands were separated by a long, yet sturdy bridge. The colorful people lived in one land; while the non-colorful people lived in another. In those lands, the people lived in harmony despite of their differences.
"Every day you can see people of every color you imagine, their smiles plastered on their faces. Nothing could ever break this world apart — or so they thought.
"You see, in Ravus — a land that contained the people of the monochrome color; the Blacks, the Whites, the Grays, — there lived a family of Whites. They were one of the peaceful and innocent families there. A family friend of the Blacks, and acquainted with the Grays.
"One cold night, the family was ambushed by a gang of colored people. Their house was burned to the ground, all of it, burned into ashes. No one knew their purpose and reason, especially why they only let the only daughter of the family live.
"The following day, the daughter was found by a lady and took care of her as if her own. There the child met the abandoned, lone, family-less kids of Ravus; where she didn't think she would've ever met them.
"Everyday, a young lass with pastel blue hair would sneak in through the window of the orphanage. And of course, the head mistress of the orphanage knew what this young girl had been doing, so she decided to let her in.
"As soon the head mistress let her in, the child wanders around the place as if she's looking for something — better yet, someone. She looked everywhere, left and right and all around, until someone caught her attention — a girl she hasn't seen in the orphanage before. She focused on this one girl. She was young, almost the same age as her, sitting on the window ledge, and staring down at the people passing by the street. She looked... Sad. A strong kind of sad.
"The blue-headed child thought about approaching the miserable-looking lass. So she did. The white-headed girl didn't seem to notice the presence of the blue-headed girl beside her, so the blue-headed lass tapped the white-head on the shoulder in order to get her attention... And it worked. The young, white-headed girl turned her head to get a better view at the person who disrupted her thoughts.
"'Uhm... Y-yes?' She asked hesitantly, but with politeness. 'Hi!' The blue-head greeted her with enthusiasm.
"'Why is she so happy in this gloomy day?' The other girl thought.
"'I can't help but think you're having a gloomy day. I'm Azure.' She said and put her right hand in front of her for the lass to shake.
"'Took the words out of my head...' She thought again.
"'So, whats your name?' Azure asked.
"'Oh, I'm Lynn,' the white-headed girl replied as they shook hands.
"This became the beginning of the friendship of the two little lasses," the middle-aged man said and paused for a moment as he felt a pressure on his chest, a bad kind of pressure, as if there is something heavy on his chest.
The two little lads in front of him became uneasy seeing their father.
"D-dad are you okay?" One of his sons stuttered as he asked him.
The old man nodded. "Y-yes, I'm fine now," he replied. "Continuing..."
"Supper time!" The wife called out. The children looked at their father. "We will continue the story tomorrow, for now let us just enjoy a nice dinner." Their father said to them as he stood up. The lads nodded and followed in suit.
"So did you boys have a nice story time with daddy?" Their mother asked. "Yes we did!" They exclaimed with grins plastered on their faces as they all sat down. They started eating and after, they did their chores and took showers. Their parents sent exchanged kisses and good nights with their children, and they all went to sleep.
"Sometimes all you need is a little splash of color."
~Annonymous
A/N::
A little note here. I did not do this alone. I have friends help me along the way, and if it wasn't for them this book wouldn't be here.
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FantasyA man with a depressing past , struggles to figure out and how to live his present. He was just so tired of his misfortunes that he just wanted everything to be his way, so he went to his cousin's laboratory in hopes to find peace and clarity. There...
