Bright, neon purple. Definitely, without a doubt. It’s the color of the stars, the sea, and the pillars of the archives. It’s a really amazing color. And it happens to be the only color that I see behind my eyelids when I close them. That’s a gift, honestly. My poor sister can only see the ugliest shade of yellow when she closes her eyes, although, I’m sure it’s not that hideous, she’s just dramatic.

  And at this point, I don’t really think I need to keep introducing new unfinished stories so. . . here’s the break.

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He looks over at me guilt ridden.

“I have a bad feeling about this,” he whispers.

I look over at him with wide eyes, “Since when have you ever had a good feeling about breaking into the public library at 2 a.m.?”

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  OH goodness, look at the time! The tournament is starting, I have to get ready, so much to do, so much to do. . . Well anyway, this is where we part ways, catch you next time!