The Hues of Reality: The Story Of ROYGBIV
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  • Reads 302
  • Votes 74
  • Parts 18
  • Time 1h 42m
Complete, First published Feb 11, 2017
Mature
What if the colors we see every day serve as a bookmark of our own experiences? Can we just call it the "color incarnate"?
The spectrum can tell a lot of things about the hues of reality.
Focusing on the seven people in the painting, painted by a twisted yet genius painter. 

Nicole once asked herself, "What if I am weak?"

Shane asked, "What if I am sad?"

Jacob asked, "What if I am too realistic?"

Portho asked, "What if I am disconnected?"

Luke asked, "What if I am too passive?"

Clarence and his friends also asked, "What if we are too impractical?"

Martha asked, "What if they find out?"

Starting from the fiercest red down to the inimical violet, these seven people of the spectrum will recall something about their wheel of experiences and give meaning to the tint, tone, and shade of what was called a "masterpiece."
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