CoriolanusSnow

Gray. Everything was gray. I was swaddled up in this vast gray blanket. The blanket had pricked me and numbed me to the bone. I couldn't escape it. The fabric wrapped tight and as i tried to wiggle out, It only pulled tighter. I had turned Gray. Soon enough color returned. The sky was blue again, The flowers pink. I was no longer gray. I rejoiced as i threw the blanket off me and cut it into little pieces. watched in glee as the bits of fabric left my life forever, The blanket didn't own me anymore. I was free. Free but naked. This world of color grew unfamiliar. No faces i could recognize not even my own. I began to feel happy, but i did