
Posted by Lithium on December 25, 2008, 12:47 am
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Pink.
Pink was Lithium's favorite color. For as much as it was laughable, he enjoyed it in almost every one of it's manifestations. One of his favorites was the bright, iridescent shade that colored the sky some nights, when the sun was setting-- for moments, mere moments, the entire landscape would be coated in that reddish shade.
This was one of those moments. He stood on the sand, listening to the sounds of the shoreline and the dying day. The gulls were still active, but less so- other birds were already falling silent, giving in to the coming night. And in the sky, the lovely sky, the sun was beginning to die, painting the normally-blue canvas with it's orange and pink blood. Moments like this were one of the many things he lived for. "I wonder who it's fighting with." he said, talking to himself. "Or if it's painting itself to be a pheonix."
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