Prologue
132 Words
White
White
White
It is such a common but ceremonially worn color.
I understand it, yet I do not understand it.
I love it but I also hate it now.
As I keep on going through this lonely road, I make so many discoveries in the realm of white.
And they appear to be getting deeper, hidden, and sinister and . . . DARKER.
And these darker shades are giving birth to something inside of me which isn't me . . . it's something more insidious—something that is against all my fathoms or my perceptions.
Now, I seek revenge. And the trait that I loved the most, seems to have become volatile and will evaporate on the least bit of exposure.
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