authors note: wow been awhile! Sorry about that everyone! Things got so busy and ridiculous...plus I was concerned for an uncle who was ill..he's okay though! Now..on to the usual..I own nothing, except for Crystal! Enjoy!
Theme 19: Gray
Gray. Everything seemed to be that depressing color. The sky, the water, the buildings, even
blood. Maybe she was imagining it, but who could blame Crystal in thinking this, during a zombie apocalypse. Why would there be any life in anything? Even survivors could lose their last bit of color, their lives, if they weren't careful.
The only gray she could take comfort in was the inside of some safe rooms, and in the safety bars meant to lock said room doors. Otherwise, if she survived the whole mess, she'd probably dislike gray for months afterward.
End of theme!