A long time ago, a bleak, colorless world existed. Where the colors that we see today don't exist, no red, blue, or yellow. Only black and white. The colors that are both everything and yet nothing at the same time. Colliding and clashing, can't exist with or without each other. Opposites, that's what they are.
Black who is dark in every possible way except his skin pigment, which is light. His dark hair silky, filled with specks of white stars, though he hates them. Solitude and on task, eating away the light. A cold handsome face he had. His dark eyes are holes of never ending darkness, yet accepting and kind. High cheek bones and a stubborn chin.
White who is light in every possible way except her skin pigment, which is dark. Her long pale hair shimmers with dark specks of dust. Evasive and bright, she brightens up the day, but be warned, look too close and she will blind you. A soft beautiful face. Her eyes are pale and luminescent, reflecting and clear. Soft features and a questioning look.
They hated each other very much, but both were very lonely. The only thing they can do is to watch colorless human in the bleak world they live in.
"Hey! Stop it! Don't outline my color! I hate it!" White yells at Black.
"Then, that's not a picture or a thing at all. Stupid!" Black replies angrily.
"Well, I was created before you! Therefore older! You should respect me! Look at this world, you only outline, while I fill in!"
"Oh, really? Have you seen the universe or the outer space? It's ALL black, with only specks of white!"
"We're not in outer space are we? We are on EARTH!"
"Why don't you look at the bigger picture? Black is BETTER!"
The two young figures turned away from each other and walked away. As time passed, both matured. At the same time so did their loneliness and boredom. Years passed until they finally talked again.
"Black.... This world, it's boring isn't it?" White started the conversation.
"I guess..." Black replied.
"Do you know what we can do for fun?"
"Well you can draw."
"I'm bored of it."
"Hmmmm.... Don't you think this world is too bland? Wouldn't it be fun if we add colors?" Black decided eagerly.
"Oh! That is delightful! Let's go!" White agreed.
So White raced off looking for a way to create more colors. But she couldn't. Until one day.
"BLACK! I found a way to make colors!"
"Really? How?"
"We can make them ourselves you know. We just have to somehow separate them from the mix."
"I guess that makes sense, since black and white are all different colors mixed together."
So they did after days turned to weeks and weeks turned to months and months turned to years. Finally both Black and White created three other colors, Red, Yellow, and Blue.
"Now, you three should color this world." White said the three's task.
"Fill it with joy and erase the boredom." Black added on.
Those were the last words of Black and White. They had separated their entity and colors to make more. They were always there, but were spread too thin to really exist.
Blue walked away with his siblings and was the first to paint, he painted the sky, oceans, and water wanting to cover up as much space. Yellow sped up to the sky and touched the Sun and the stars wanting to have the spotlight and be seen. Red cried though, for the loss of her parents and creator, dropping red to some flowers and animals, humans ate the red flowers and animals, and got red blood.
All three painted the world. Blue who spread calmness, Yellow who lit up the world, spread happiness and joy, and Red sometimes admired, hated, or sad, hidden among living creatures.
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Author here. I know it sucks but this an idea I had for a really long time I'm going to clean it up and clarify someday. I'm publishing it to get criticized so please read and comment.
