❝ I'm sick of seeing everything in black and white. Where's the goddamn color? ❞
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The night.
The only constant in Arya's life, alongside her basement.
And, coincidentally, right in that pla...
The only constant in Arya's life, alongside her basement.
And, coincidentally, right in that place, right at that time, she would uncover what could only be called a life changer; or, in laymen's terms, a painting.
Coincidentally, of course.
Enclosed in the four walls of that small, dark room, staring at the tattered and faded work of art, it was here that she saw the most color.
With splashes of mystery, torn stories and the canvas of her life ready to be painted, the truth was about to be put on display.
E P I G R A P H "Art Is the only way To run away Without leaving home"
-Twyla Tharp
S T A R T E D : January 1st, 2020
F I N I S H E D: -
C O P Y R I G H T All rights reserved. This story is published subject to the condition that it shall not be reproduced or retransmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this will result in me getting really pissed off. Also, it's illegal and I doubt my writing is worth the legal work. In summary, just don't steal my stuff and we're good.
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Arya Adeleine
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