Once upon a time there were just 2 ways to be - the right way and the way that wouldn't be. Those days all was black and white or maybe even grey , all shades. Nature smiled down and agreed with the human whims and fancies.Humans, after all.
And then one night it rained, washing off the blacks and whites and grey, and faint streaks of colors unheard of before peeped out from underneath. Struggling to be touched and felt. But they were the forbidden colors of their kingdom, hidden by design. As tempting as sin.
Hell did not break lose. Neither did the heavens cry. Nature was the same. Smiling down at human foibles.
Because the colors would fade away, like pain, beautiful things always do. Only a void to be left behind.
And the world would be black , white and grey again.
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