“I like the color purple.”
“And why is that?”
“It's so pretty whenever the sky turns purple.”
“Hold on. Thought the sky's always known to be blue.”
“That is correct. Isn't that your favorite color?”
“But it isn't yours. Why do you like purple, though?”
“When the sun and the moon rise on the same sky, a tint of purple spreads out against the clear blue sky. It's so pretty, like a paint drop rippling out in water.”
“They don't last long like the night, though. You have to wait for either the twilight or the daybreak. Just for, like, a brief moment.”
“I know, but we just have to look. When it comes and goes by, it looks like a highway to heaven.”
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Короткий рассказThe turbulence of what Devandra Dasaputra and Eka Gemi Nastiti would like to keep as a mindful friendship. Ge·mi (Jw, a): hemat; sangat hati-hati; -- nastiti: hemat dan cermat Gemi (Javanese, a): prudent; very careful; -- nastiti: frugal and meticul...
