Title: Mono
Words: 217
Warnings: Spoilers for the anime Blood-C.
Notes: Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Blood-C.
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Her world is filled with colour. It is brown coffee stains, bright smiles (like the sun), her father's warm eyes. It is black and red school uniforms, a bright blue sky, green grass and happy faces.
If she were to choose a particular colour to describe it all, she would probably choose "yellow". Yellow is sunshine rolling on desks, cheerfulness wrapped and dressed in an expression, a song waiting to burst forth from her chest. Yellow is a sunflower, strong and vibrant, standing tall and proud and ready to take on the world. Yellow is early morning, waking up for school, visiting a coffee shop called Guimauve. Yellow is warmth radiating toward the earth, shining upon all with a loving gaze.
She blinks and clears her eyes from film, discards the rose coloured glasses.
The happiness fades to a hideous sneer, the welcoming hands turn into curved hooks to claw flesh, and the colour bleeds out, like blood and tears. For a glorious instant, everything is an effervescent crimson. Then everything fades.
The world is monotone, and there is no warmth to be found. She is cold, a bone-chilling bleakness seeps into her, and nothing but resentment fills her core.
She can taste it at the back of her throat, like the remnants of a bitter pill.