Colors Of The Wind

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Roman’s Pov

I was walking through the imagination when I saw Janus sitting on a rock by the coast of the oceans that separate the darks and the lights.

“What are you doing here Jack the fiber?”

He turned towards me an unamused look on his face.

“I’m not allowed to be just as much as you.”

“Yeah right your a dark side.”

“You think I’m an ignorant savage.”

‘Is he singing?’

“And you’ve been so many places I guess it must be so. But still I can not see if the savage one is me. How can there be so much that you don’t know. You don’t know.”

‘Did he just call me a savage?’

“You think you own whatever land you land on. The mindscape is a dead thing you can claim.”

‘What? I never said that. Do I act like that?’

“But I know every side, trait, and person has a life, has a spirit, has a name.”

‘Are there more of them?’

“You think the sides that are lights are the ones who look and think like you. But if you walk the footsteps of a dark you’ll find things you never knew. You never knew.”

‘Like what.’

The area shifted to the dark sides palace.

“Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon? Or ask the grinning Remus why he grinned?”

There was a picture of Remus as a kid playing tag with Virgil and Remy.

“Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?”

Another of Virgil painting while Janus posed and Remus and Remy watched from the doorway.

‘I didn’t know Virgil could paint?’

“Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest.”

It changed to all of the running through the woods with giant smiles on their faces.

“Come taste the sun sweet berries of the mindscape.”

Another of them having a picnic

‘They look so happy together.’

“Come roll in all the richest all around you and for once, never wonder what there worth.”

‘They look like they're having a family night.’

“The anxious and sleep are my brothers.”

‘Brothers!? Virgil, Janus, and Remy are brothers!’

“The orange and the duke are my friends.”

‘There's an orange side?’

“And we are all connected in a circle, in a hoop that never ends.” 

The pictures faded leaving the all too familiar coast.

“How high will our host grow? If you cut us out then you’ll never know.”

‘They just want to be listened to…’

“And you’ll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon. For whether we are dark or light sides.”

‘Why are there light and dark sides? Why can’t we be sides?’

“We need to sing with all the colors of the mountain. We need to paint with all the colors of the wind.”

‘He sings nicely, has he ever looked that cute before?’

“You can own the mindscape and still all you own is mindscape until you can paint with all the colors of the wind.”

‘I never thought I’d say this but he’s right.’

I was snapped out of my thoughts by a hand around my waist. Looking up I was face to face with the scaly side.

“You know princey you’re a great liar~”

“S-so, what does it matter to you?”

He chuckled a smirk crossing his face.

“You hate my guts and I know you were telling the truth.”

“Your point?”

He lifted my chin up and kissed me. My eyes went wide before I melted into it. He pulled away much to my disappointment.

“Keep what I said in mind and I’ll see you around mi príncipe~”

He disappeared leaving me on the beach. My hand went up to my lips, the ghost of the kiss still lingering. I smiled looking out across the ocean to the darkside’s palace.

“See you soon...Janus.”

I walked away back to my room ignoring the questioning glances from Logan and Patton and the knowing look from Virgil.

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