In walked the maroon boy. Never had I seen that color before. It was his color. And I loved it. It was a beautiful cross between the taste of cigars and the feeling of a cool stream. He was beautiful. The only variation of red I had seen in some time and I wanted more.
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Colors\\ Joshler
FanfictionI see colors that others don't. I also see someone that others don't.
