Color was a crime in a futuristic world known as The Sector of Shadows. The Grey Guards moved about making sure to enforce a world of grey and color silence, but there lived an artist known as Elara who always carried a spark in her pocket.
With a sharp tug of the pin, she dropped the pink canister and vanished into the alley. Soon, thick candy-colored clouds of punk burst into the sky, billowing upward, transforming the mundane street into a dreamscape. Proving that art beauty can still be found in the greyest place.
It was a beautiful defiance, a thick cloud of colourful rebellion that choked the dull air and turned the street into a masterpiece.
The Guards thought it a mess to be cleaned; but to Elora and her fellow rebels, each color rebellion was a map guiding them to the light.
