Lilac

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This is my entry for Weekly Wattpad Contest #56

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There is a living world that exists only in my head.
There is a living world in my head where the grand oaks are crystallised and swaying in a soft melody above our heads. Skyscrapers are beacons to whole new worlds, bashful friends rest in quiet lands below the oceans, and here between them is a balance.
The birds sing, the foxes dance, our world is filled and moving with such ever-changing passion.

The brilliant sky alters as the world surrounding the reality of life changes, as moods darken the sky loses its allure and crudely dulls. As hope builds, as life surges forward with reclaimed inspiration, the skies vivify.

Every day, the world changes. And it is resplendent.

There are no heroes. There are no villains. Only vessels following their minds, and their hearts. Vessels who have loved, laughed, hurt, cried, and live within an equipoise. Vessels with bright auras of lilac and crimson of azure and hazel.

I'm always lilac. It's a soft, quiet, tranquil colour. But as everyone I am flawed and my heart can change, the lilac dulls as a cold steel claims me when my heart is too heavy to hold. The lilac twists to a striking crimson each time I remember when... no.

Lilac.

I remember the mountains that kiss the sky, the swaying trees, the brilliant shades and hues of my world at peace, the warmth of love and I am.

There is a transcendent world in my heart, and I wish to share it.

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