A/N: Written for the Indigo League Challenge, Viridian Forest task, and for the Mega Prompts Challenge, writing prompts #27 - multichapter with each chapter under 500 words
running away
i. green
She was hiding in plain sight and it just went to show how blind the world was. The white gloves still graced her hands, and her attire was made to match. All white, that day: the image of a winter princess on the Celadon runway – but winter or summer, those gloves would never be far.
And the only one who found the colour odd was her manager: the girl named White who was searching for something and taking advantage of the eyes that stared at her: the mysterious model that had risen from nowhere and that disappeared into nowhere. And sometimes she laughed in her own private space: laughed because all it had taken was a little dye and makeup and different clothes. She'd even kept her name – but people seemed to think "Green" meant "inexperienced" – a stage-name, nothing more. Then again, Green had been the least famous of the trio. The one who'd slipped through the cracks.
White gloves for Green and White as her manager. Green didn't believe in fate but White did, and so White stayed. And Green didn't mind. It made it easier to hide. Easier to pretend: the winter princess on the runway in a shower of lights and cameras without another care in the world.
It was also easier to see, when the region stood up to look.
And that was her justification.