So this chapter is going to be different. It is 3 drabbles in one and it is for An Eerie Fairy who requested I mix colors for Hunith and Balinor. I hope this works.
Also, these colors may have already been used and if they haven't most likely will be used again. Yellow and Orange are not the colors I think describe Hunith and Merlin's characters, but they are the colors that work best for this. The next chapter will follow the same format as the others.
Red
The color of energy, passion and action. It is the color associated with physical reaction and the will to survive
He could feel it burning up within him, this all-consuming rage. How dare Uther use him to capture Killgarah!
He followed the map Gaius had given him. Really, how could Gaius even suggest Balinor hide and do nothing? He needed to fight, needed to save his kin.
But deep down, Balinor knew that he would run, because he was coward. He wanted to live more than he wanted to avenge his kin. This feeling burned with in him, running through his skin. Traitor, traitor! He sighed, continued to walk. Hopefully he would be happy in Ealdor, maybe eventually become brave.
Yellow
This color can suggest optimism and cheerfulness
Hunith paced the floor of her tiny cottage, her heart a flutter.
A man had come to her door, claiming that he was a dragon lord and her brother had suggested he could come here to be save.
This worried her a little, but she had welcomed him into her home, cooked him some dinner and made him a bed on the floor.
He was nice, and Hunith felt pity for him almost immediately. She had smiled at him and told him that everything would be alright, that his life would get better, and surprisingly, she believed it whole heartedly.
Orange
The color orange radiates warmth and happiness, combining the physical energy and stimulation of red with the cheerfulness of yellow.
The stars shone above the tiny cottage and Balinor let a smile cross his face. He looked down at Hunith, who was smiling up at him, swaying in his arms.
They lay there, staring up at the sky, entwined together, and Balinor knew Hunith had been right. He was happier, his life was happier, and it was all because of her.
Nine months later, Hunith sat under the same night sky, staring up at the stars.
She could feel the tears start to fall. She felt a small hand reach up to touch her face, and she looked down into the smiling face of her son and she laughed. Maybe the future wouldn't be so bad after all.