A ravenette girl sits in a room lit red, a comforting color to her. The color red reminds her of many things. It's a color that reminds her of the warmth of a fire. Ruby red apples hanging upon the branches of trees. But it also reminds her of the bloody red mess that drips down her arms and legs when she just can't take it anymore. But there is one color that seems to comfort her the most. Vermillion. The color painted across the sky as the sun sets for the night, basking upon her skin. It cloaks her like a blanket, protecting her from outside forces. Reminding her of times with friends, where a smile graced her lips and her eyes gleamed with starry nights. The color of wings she saw from a show, introducing a character to her that brought her comfort and happiness. Vermillion was a color that she loved, that reminded her of all the people she truly loves. It reminds her of every happy memory she has. It reminds her of times when strumming a guitar, the red body glistening in the light. It reminds her of the happy memories with her dad, when they would go to the park. It reminds her of the evenings of hanging out with friends and sitting on the trunks of cars. What a beautiful color.
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August 15th, 2020
