Stained In Scarlet
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- Partes 6
Inspired by Halsey's 'Colors'.
Blue and red. Two colours known to be on opposite sides of the colour wheel, separated by so much as three others in the rainbow.
But they contrast and combine so well, how could they not be compatible?
Everyone is a part of the rainbow. Their soul belongs to it. Their hair and eyes are the embodiment of colour.
Cerulean, much like her name, is surrounded by the colour blue. Her eyes are a spectacular turquoise and her hair shimmering, fading in and out of every shade blue possible.
Regan is soaked and stained with red. The colour of fire engulfs his hair and inhabits his eyes.
They say that when you fall in love with someone, your colour can change. It can mix together to make a new colour that never even came close to being your soul's.
Let's see how deep a purple this story will make.
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This book is currently unfinished but will be edited when it is completed.
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