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Weekly Contest #352
It was a strange day, when the color disappeared. The radiant gold of the shining sun, the burning crimson of fire, the endless cerulean of the sky. No one could have predicted what happened. It was a strange day, when they came. They told us we needed this for the better of the capital, for the better of our world. But what about the better of the citizens? They said they wanted peace, but if they wanted peace why did they come with guns?If they wanted peace, why did they take my mother with them? If they wanted peace, why did she die...
Trigger: CancerI still remember that first day, eight years ago, like it was yesterday. It's difficult to describe, but it was as though I was gone one moment, and here the next. You see, dear reader, that I am none other than a painting. A rather fine one, at that.My crafter, lovely Miss Chloe, was the ripe age of seven years when she brought me into being. I was made for an art contest at her school, Bidelspach Elementary. It's quite strange having hundreds of others gaze upon you and judge you on the skill of your creator. Luckily for me,...
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