Colour Stories

When the whole world is silent, even one voice becomes powerful. - Malala Yousafzai We share our emotions through art. Through writing, painting, and composing. In a world where no one shares their inner music anymore, some begin to lose themselves and become Muted. When Solveig's brother becomes one of them, she refuses to accept his silence. To save him, she must find not only his lost voice, but her own and discover that even in the quietest world, a single voice can awaken many. Prompt 36: You're told to choose a weapon before battle, but when you approach the table, the only options laid out are musical instruments.

Some of my work 🖍️🖌️✏️ Hope u all will like it🙏✨

The Mysterons cleverly engineer the death of a number of Titan's Aquaphibians. Through a nearby fish mining base, the company are manipulated by the Martian forces to destroy a Terror Fish carrying a number of Titan's people. Once Captain Black forms a deadly relationship with Titan, both ensure that they will seek out their main objectives in securing vengeance against mankind - the mining base is the next target on the list... Under the supervision of the World Aquanaut Security Patrol, Marineville has observed that this mining base has had its structure unnaturally altered. With Cloudbase already aware that the Mysterons attempt to strike their deadliest blow yet, and swear to finally destroy Captain Scarlet once and for all, Spectrum are called in to assist Marineville. More mysterious goings-on occur when the body of the head of the fishing company is found in his office, with another of the same person alive and well on the base... The stakes have never been higher for Spectrum or the WASPs. Titan brings forward the invasion of his army of Mysteronised Aquaphibians to attack and destroy all human life forms on the land. Monsters rise from the seas and wipe out terranean beings. Toxic fish are being rotted across the seas of the world, releasing deadly toxins into the atmosphere. Poisoned supplies wipe out hoards of people. With all forms of Spectrum and WASP grounds mobilised, Captain Scarlet is about to meet his final demise... Based on two of Gerry Anderson's best television series, "Captain Scarlet And The Mysterons" and "Stingray". A CaptainThunderWho Century 22 Production.

𖤐₊ ˚ 𝐎𝐃𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄◞ ━━━ 𝖺𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗈𝗇 𝖧𝖨𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖲 𖥻 風格 ⦂ 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖼 ? 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗒𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 , 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗎𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝖼𝖼 𝖺𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖼 ! ꇺꇺ ❛ 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗰 ❜ ๋࣭ ִֶָ 𓄹 

"Jab duniya tumhe define kare, toh tum apni pehchaan kaise likhte ho?" Aarohi ek simple middle-class ladki hai-jo apni dark skin tone ki wajah se bachpan se hi taanon, nazron aur comparisons ka saamna karti aayi hai. School ki classrooms se lekar society ke comments tak, har jagah usse yeh feel karaya gaya ki woh "kam" hai. Par Aarohi kam nahi thi... bas toot-tot ke khud ko chupana seekh gayi thi. Uski life tab badalti hai jab Raghav uski duniya mein aata hai-ek normal, grounded, funny aur emotionally stable ladka, jo usse perfect nahi maanta... bas "real" maanta hai. Dono ka rishta slowly develop hota hai-awkward conversations, silent support, misunderstandings, distance aur phir wapas trust. Par pyaar sirf romance nahi hota... woh tab test hota hai jab duniya tumhe phir se todne ki koshish kare. Jab Aarohi apne past trauma, self-doubt aur society ke pressure se guzarti hai, tab usse samajh aata hai ki healing kisi aur se nahi... khud se shuru hoti hai. Aur Raghav? Woh us journey mein hero banke nahi... saath chalne wale insaan ki tarah rehta hai-cool, calm, aur quietly strong. 💛 Kya Aarohi khud ko accept kar paayegi? 💛 Kya Raghav aur Aarohi ka pyaar sirf comfort hai ya destiny? 💛 Aur sabse important-kya woh apni nazar mein "enough" ban paayegi? 🌙 Yeh kahani hai: pain ki, healing ki, aur us moment ki jab tum khud se keh paate ho - "Main theek hoon, jaise bhi hoon."

"Life, Luke had decided, was colourless."

*Original description was deleted.... Some poems based on the concept/book of poems called Grapefruit by Yoko Ono.

"What is the colour of love, black or red?" she asked, coming close to my face. Her hot breath fanned over my cheek. Her query was like a thousands of daggers piercing my heart, it made me question all the rules and regulations I had set. Hi! I am Omkara Singh Oberoi, youngest son of Oberoi Empire. I am an artist, the biggest sensation in the art world. I depicted 'Love' in black colour in all my paintings, because I hated that feeling. The relationship of my parents penetrated agony, hatred and intolerance towards love. But everything is bound to change! She came in my life, haha! Gauri, the name which shook me hard! She transformed me, she taught me that the colour of love is red, not black. So, what do you guys think, what is the colour of love.....black or red?

Just aesthetic stuff *photos aren't mine*

Halynn Storm. Average 20 year old living in the big city. Not many people know her name. Nobody knows anyone else's name, for that matter. Everyone keeps to themselves. Separated. Isolated. Alone. Then one day Halynn is approached by a stranger. He tells her the importance of her eyes. Her lilac eyes. Halynn is setting off on a journey. And nothing will ever be the same again ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ note: this story is a super rough draft at the moment and needs some serious editing, but I'm publishing it nonetheless. Please comment and give me your suggestions :)

A poetry book (that may include more monnologues than my other poetry books) about thinking, discovering, and the inside of my mind.

Here are going to be my poems, verses and blank verses. Hope you'll like them. Note: I don't owe cover picture or any other pictures here and; some of these poems can be found in my other website, which is described in my profile page, so if you see them there, they are mine, no worries.

My drawings and werid doodles

There will be rules. I don't expect much. Even if you drew the best, you might not win in this contest. If you won already, you can't join the next contest but you can join the contest after it. The prizes aren't going to be that fair ether. I just created this book to see others art and and I want to enjoy them with you. The whole purpose is not how good you draw, it's how much you love drawing. And only your heart can decide that. If you think you're ready, come and join me in this art contest! And remember, everyone's a winner!

After a close call, the colourless Jaime is born in a colourful world. Due to these differences, plus some additional things, she gets neglected and bullied. Despite being hurt and having a lack of empathetic understanding, she does her best to blend in. Will she use this false front to try to live a normal life or be accepted? Will she be surrounded by people who actually care or always remain an outcast? Or maybe...something worse could come of all this? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ©All Rights Reserved; please do not use nor steal anything from this story unless I give permission. I made everything in this story except for the pictures which belong to the respective artists.