Monochromatic.
That was the very first word Mitchell could think of as his vision readjusted itself.
White walls. White giường sheets. White flooring. White hospital uniforms.
So colorless.
Mitchell hated this room. Dreaded every một giây being in this room bleached of color; the only signs of life being the scribbling of a forgotten cầu vồng on the far wall.
Red. Orange. Yellow. Green. Blue. Indigo. Violet.
The màu sắc of life. The màu sắc Mitchell had long wanted to be basked in after his admittance from the hospital. màu sắc he long missed after years of wandering around bởi himself. màu sắc that he'll never...
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