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Amongst the bright colors permeating the landscape as spring finds us once again longing, we sit and wait. Indistinct speech rattles in my brain: nothing clear; all muddled. I cannot make out faces nor places, but I am certain the season. The air crisp and cool, with the scent of floral fragrance enticing my nose. *flash* A muted tone overlays the scene, as if a storm is rolling in, but no clouds. Monochromatic the dream becomes, as if color was a thing of the past, muted - plain. Such a darkness... ... it's hard to see anything else. *flash* A bright blue hue envelopes the gray haze. Muted, but now overcast with azure tones. Still a singular color, but it fades to no distinguishable colors, merely blue tint. A solid blue hue. -ShaYlin Xal Zek | |