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Colors
Sometimes the line isn't there sometimes you're too far over one way or another they exist without its knowledge in complete content obliviousness, other times they crawl as far from it as humanly possible- and sometimes beyond.
When the adrenalin turns to fear and fear turns to hate, anguish, hopelessness.
But for some it's simply the voice nagging,nagging in the back of their heads not to go over there, they don't know but they've seen what's happened, so they turn there attention else where.
Orange is a good color. It's vibrant, bright, if a color where liveliness it would be orange. It's also the stupidest color a shinobi could wear: it's visible from miles away, stands out in a crowd and fits near no complexion.
But sometimes colors like orange are all that matter: because maybe it's bright enough to shine through the sheen of forestry, sweat and blood.
If something as pure and bright as the liveliest of colors can't black out some of the horror of the world what sort of twisted place is this?
In what sort of twisted world would children be born for the sole purpose of one day having children of their own and dying painfully and unfulfilled.
Maybe a color could act like a star and burn out all the wrongness of this land.
Just maybe.
I don't like this one, too many 'ness' and 'ies' because honestly I ran out of words. Surprisingly rather of thinking about Naruto when writing about this I was thinking about Gai: that's right Gai and those bright orange fuzzy (not very) leg warmers. I wrote this while listening to the Assassins Creed Revelations 1st soundtrack (once again you can find it on youtube).
I don't know where I'm going with this. Somewhere good I hope, however it started on a grim note, I doubt it will end on a lighter one.