Colours

"...and when the boy opened his grey orbs, he saw an array of colours. So amazed he was, he wondered how he could not notice all this gradients and splashes before, each of them bringing distinct stories for him.



There were pink buds by the window, bringing pleasant fragrance to his senses, complimenting the white ray of sunlight that had managed to find those slits between the woven pastel curtain.
"I've been trying hard, you know."
The boy stared at the flower buds for some time. He guessed it was not that easy to bloom. Brushing the buds gently with his finger, he gave his blessing for those small babies. May their wishes come true.

When he glanced outside, a black cat passed by.
"Meow"
It was running from a bunch of neighbourhood kids that somehow had found pleasure in stoning the poor creature. A piece of neatly folded paper was held between its teeth. It's probably a letter for someone.

At the corner of the room, a single drop of red blood lied silently. Upon further inspection, he noticed that it had been dry for quite some time.
"I don't even remember where I came from."
The boy frowned. No matter when or where, seeing entities who had forgotten their memories and identities was kinda sad.

There was a hook attached to the wall, and there was a blue coloured uniform hanging by the wall.
"Duty and preservation. I'm being called."
This time, a trace of softness crept into the grey orbs of his. Responsibilities and passion. Beautiful things. Refined things.

"Hey," called the boy. Euphoria filled his mind from hearing the stories alone. Listening to new and interesting things brought him thrills and refreshments. He wanted to show his gratefulness.

"Have you any wishes that you really desire for it to come true?"

Silent. No one m was speaking. The wind breeze flew in through the opened window, but no longer it animated the uniform or even the dust. Finally, a tiny opinion was raised from the darkness under the bed.

"I want to hear more stories."

The boy chuckled, "Really, is that true? Well, what a coincidence! Your wish coincides with my will. Alright, let's think of more stories. Some of you had told yours, so let me tell you one of mine. Okay, here goes. Everyone, is being alive enjoyable? ..."

And so the Eternal boy flipped a page of the story book in his mind and began to retell the tale encrypted inside. His smile grew wider as he laughed along in amusement. He might be happy."