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Her blanket, the one she had had since she was a baby. A few of her favorite clothes, and her coloring book. My hands shook as I pulled out the coloring book. I held it to my chest for a moment, then carefully opened it. The pictures in the first few pages were completely coloured. I flipped through slowly, looking at each picture. A wolf howling at the moon, colored in bright purple and orange. A wolf running through a forest. Two wolves playing together, one pink and one blue because according to her “wolves can be any color they want, Mommy.”

Not pure. But real. The colors of resilience were no longer just defiance. They were negotiation. Compromise. Endurance. And maybe just maybe that was bigger than winning a debate.

He was telling her, surprisingly softly and she was curious to know more. Like this he took her to each painting and made her hand feel each curve of it, telling the colors and its meaning. " What green color indicates? " She asked, not knowing how it looks. How bright the color is. " It's a fresh and natural color, which represents life. It also indicates hope for a better life. " He explained. She memorized each word he was telling her, like a death note. It was the first time when someone was telling her about colors. Eden was the only one who used to tell her how colors feel and glow.

Well, the title alone already made people goosebumps. For example, 'The Hammer and Sickle in the Sugarcane Field'. Then 'The People at the Left Intersection of the Road'. Also 'The Resistance of the Peasants', 'Under the Red Lantern', and others like that. Uniquely, the books were predominantly red in color. I knew all those books but never read them until finished. Of course, the books did not belong to Julia. Maybe it belonged to Sam or Paul.

"Really? You found some?" Prince Ron nodded. "Look." He placed all four books on the bed. Each one was a different colour, Red, Blue, Purple and White.

I said as I came out of the counter locking it,” So what can I do to help you with today? “I am looking for the fairy tales for kids but not the usual ones, actual tales of fairies and stuff without any of the darker Grimm brother stuff in it,” he said and I nodded. “We have some things of that sort but I have to warn you that they are going to be second hand copies. I mean, they are not the first hand books but we do have the full volumes and if you take the whole box sets of Red, blue, yellow and pink then I am sure that I can give you an attractive friends and family discount as well,” I replied.

She decided to document her journey and insights in a book—a heartfelt memoir that would serve as a guide for future generations. With great care, Luna poured her wisdom onto the pages, sharing her personal struggles, triumphs, and the profound lessons she had learned. She weaved together stories of her own experiences, anecdotes from the people she had met along the way, and the transformative power of authenticity. The book, titled "Embracing True Colors: A Journey of Authenticity," was published and received with great enthusiasm. Its impact spread far and wide, touching the lives of individuals who sought guidance and inspiration on their own paths to self-discovery.

Amora asked Alex while looking at Alex and his hands looking for the book. "No, mother, I didn't find it" Alex replied while wiping his sweat because he was tired of looking for the book. Until suddenly, Amora saw a book that was on the top shelf. The book was dark purple in color and had white beads that glowed and the only book that gave off a white glow. "Alex, that book looks interesting could you please get me the book?" Amora said while pointing at the shelf where the book was, Alex suddenly looked at the book and nodded to his mother as a sign that he was going to take the book.

As soon as they noticed me, both of them sat up, their eyes on me. I finally broke the silence. "What are you coloring, Fiona?" She walked over and handed me the book. It was a Barbie coloring book, and she had done it beautifully; her colors blended perfectly. "It’s brilliant," I said, genuinely impressed. She smiled and stuck her tongue out at Finn. "I can color too!" he said, racing toward his bedroom. He returned moments later with a Marvel and DC coloring book held proudly in his hands. He showed me the pages. "This is also brilliant," I said.