What We Buried Underneath Our Breath(Rewrite)

"Gold. Wisdom of the old. Buried under the immortal love and woe.

The color always surrounded her, even though she always wore pale clothes. That day, she hummed a melody that was oddly melancholic yet uplifting."

In the fictional City of Evenfalls, lived Liam, a 10 year old child who can see colors that no one else sees. For him, life has been peaceful and steady, until the death of his grandmother.

As a parting gift, his grandmother made a game of treasure hunt. In grief and the search of meaning, follow Liam as he navigates through her riddles to find the treasure and perhaps gain more than the result itself.

A rewrite of a story I posted times and times again(because rewriting) here and on Tapas. I drafted the old version, well enjoy this new version!

It have some mentions(although not described very detailed) of sensitive topics such as depression and s*lf-h*rm so if you're sensitive to that I would suggest to be careful or not read this. In the chapter that has some mention of it I'll give warning at the start. Thank you