Greyscale

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By bedazzled

The leaves are grey, shadowed veins shoot through them, dangling from midnight branches. The poisoned earth rapidly consumes the acidic light blaring from hollow skies, a ragged black blanket spread beneath. Furious despair whispers loudly from these dark eyes, Colour has forgotten me.

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