A World in Grey • Phan

Phil loved the color of the sea. The vibrant shades of blues cascading over the warm sand, bringing memories of family beach trips along with them. He also loved the sky, the bright blue that made the world seem brighter even when most of it was in grey.

Phil also loved the color of the earth. The chocolatey brown that surrounded him every time he walked through the woods or tended to his garden. He loved the silky brown color of his dog, Buffy, and all of the layers that went into it. He loved the detailed trunks of the trees. Phil loved to see color, but most of the world was grey.

Dan hated the color blue. The dark, sad shades of grey-blue pavement that lead him to his office. He hated the blank blue screen on his computer before opening up another countless document. Most of all, he hated occasional blue of the usually cloudy, grey sky that mocked him, promising a good day. Dan was glad most of the world was in grey.

Dan also hated the color brown. The drab color that accompanied him almost nowhere in the concrete city he lived in. He hated the glimpse of earth he gets everyday on his drive to work. He hated the natural world that mocked him, promising a day in which he wouldn't have to spend in the concrete wasteland. He hated the colors that let him glimpse into what the world could be. Who was he kidding. Dan hated that the world was grey.

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