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Spending time in my own head one day, I pictured what the world would have looked like before colour was invented. I envisioned a woman covering the world in all the flowers and trees that we have come to love but would we love them the same without their famous hues.
There is a hint of sadness within the thought but out of all sadness comes joy with each new step.
Annabeth spent her time wandering and adding her imprint along the soil like a painter. She would create the flora and textures that have never been seen. She created everything from scratch and with such detail in the monochrome universe she occupied.
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