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This is also to get this category started, if anyone actually likes this, I can add on and continue it to follow the storylines of "The village"! Please read and review.
I see colors around me. They belong to those around me. I see blurs of rainbow as I walk around our peaceful village. I ignore the longing of real sight, to be able to see what my family really looks like, for what the world is.
Lucius loves me. I know it, he is barely around and when I see his color, I want to run up and wrap me arms around him. He is reserved, but how ever much he tries to hide, I know his secret. The villagers pity me for my lack of sight, but they don't know that it is I who pity them. They cannot see the world as it swirls around me like a painter's palette. Sometimes it gets so dizzy, all the colors moving coming and going as they please that I want to fall down and watch them. I just hope if I do fall down that my favorite one will pick up and hold my arm.
This is also to get this category started, if anyone actually likes this, I can add on and continue it to follow the storylines of "The village"! Please read and review.
I see colors around me. They belong to those around me. I see blurs of rainbow as I walk around our peaceful village. I ignore the longing of real sight, to be able to see what my family really looks like, for what the world is.
Lucius loves me. I know it, he is barely around and when I see his color, I want to run up and wrap me arms around him. He is reserved, but how ever much he tries to hide, I know his secret. The villagers pity me for my lack of sight, but they don't know that it is I who pity them. They cannot see the world as it swirls around me like a painter's palette. Sometimes it gets so dizzy, all the colors moving coming and going as they please that I want to fall down and watch them. I just hope if I do fall down that my favorite one will pick up and hold my arm.
