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Huling na-publish Fri, Mar 31, 2017
"Colors. Such a fascinating hue. Theres Red, Blue, Yellow, Green, Pink, Orange, Brown, and many more.
What's so fascinating about them anyways? They're just COLORS. None more, none less. JUST COLORS.
Ahhhh, but alas! Those colors each have their own meaning. That's why they stand and shine for their hue.
Each soul represents a color but we, people, aren't aware what color is our soul. So lets just sit back, relax, and enjoy this little girl's show~"
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Disbelief
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Sightless Silver
"The world is grey, it's simple, nothing can be trusted. For a child like me, who can I trust in this place with everything trying to take my life? That grey tree, it could fall on me, this grey building I hide in, it could collapse on me. Nothing is bright because everything is grey. People are the greyest of them all. That's how life is when no one can show you color. The two lifeless bodies who once shown brightly to me, they too are now grey. The two who showed me the world with colorful books are now cold and lifeless, blending with the grey. I too, would be joining them, eventually that is. I, who was never colorful, will be going to where color shall show. At least, that's what I hoped for. I saw the colors of the sky, but it was all a ruse of false hope. The world was grey again, and I was stuck drowning in it once again." When a child turns into a girl, the colors show. All it took was being happy with life and enjoying what you had. That was something a child couldn't understand like a girl could. When one who has had nothing gains something, they understand. A girl who lost her two colors in the world, understood why color existed. It wasn't because the world is out for you at all times. It's because the one who is most untrustworthy is yourself. The girl learned after she gained her colors. She couldn't see her colors because she couldn't understand what she was missing. It's not that she was missing anything, it was that she was always concerned about what she was missing. In other words, you can only see color if you can gather the courage to stop doubting why you exist. That's exactly what the girl learned after so long. Years of her own self-loathing curiosity were only holding her back. A child who couldn't understand what anything meant, now a girl who can forget that and start living her own life with her own choices. That's the life of Rizuka Kyoyin, the Sightless Silver. {Mary Sue Warning} ~Book One of the Silver Series~ -Love KimiKumpleto
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