The Frailty of Grey
*A Silver Ashes Novel
"I-I can't," I cried, voice pleading. My head throbbed. "I-I'm sorry. Please don't kill me!"
"I just want to see your eyes, Simone. Please open them," but still, I couldn't. I tried willing myself to, I really did, but my body fought against me. Nathaniel believed bribery to be his next best bet. "If you open your eyes, I will untie you. That is a promise."
White is an achromatic colour; a colour without hue.
It's said to be the colour of innocence, which was something Simone had always tried to hold onto. Chastity, she sustained. Kindness, she exuded to everyone. Naivety, she never grew out of. Righteousness, made her a level thinker. A fresh start, was what she signed up for. Hope, was something she never let go of.
White is opposed to black. Black is not a colour; the absence of light.
The colour denotes malice and malevolence, which was what made Nathaniel so feared. Omnipotence, made him leader of all. Grace, made him the best killer. Tenacity, helped him rise to the top. Genocide, was what he caused to those who disrespected him. Terror, was what forced his reverence. Elusiveness, was what made him so enigmatic.
When combined, a neutral is created. Grey is a shade; without colour.
It's meant to be the safe ground of dark and light, which suffered beneath Nathaniel and Simone. Misplaced, was how she felt in unfamiliar territory. Authority, was what he had over the girl under his tyrannical rule. Submission, was her only chance of escaping. Unforgiving, was his iron fist on her freedom.
The safe ground collapsed under pressure. Frailty exposed cracks in the darkness; the light unassuming.