Her brain goes through all memories. "Summer colours." she said
When she and him started to capture their first waltz to an old cartoon soundtrack.
She saw light brown and violet, harmony.
They fought over blue, sometimes they shared gray when they felt the connection.
Though everything was written in puzzles,
Poetic sentences, beautiful diction. Untold thoughts, secret meanings.
They were seeing the same colours but they were defeated by confusions.
Different intentions, different endings
The boat sailed away, it wasn't as the Ice king thought it could be, it wasn't as she thought it would be.The king was just observing ,he didn't see the summer colours. It was a misty land where he can't see if it's a foe or a friend then he left when the autumn came.
And she stood there, steady as the stars in the wood,she let the cool breeze caress her skin.
Her mind was wondering, will they meet again when the first snow comes? but she knew the answer, she knew it since the beginning of the story.
It's another memory to be treasured. "Summer colours to black and white "she added.
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