I am red and orange, yellow and green. I am blue, indigo and violet. I am a rainbow.
Red roses and passion turn to anger and hate. Orange leaves that fall, die and disintegrate.
But yellow brings hope for the future to come, as long as I can move forward and forget the past and where I came from.
Green has never brought luck, never found a four-leaf clover, but I overcame addiction and now I am sober.
Blue ocean brings a certain calmness to my soul, tranquility and peace give me hope for my goals.
Self-reflection is indigo I've gained wisdom through the years, but don't get me wrong I'm still a prisoner inside my fears.
Violet is mysterious just like the thoughts inside my head, but imagination runs wild and I'm just hanging by a thread.
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Graciella J. Garner (Gracie)
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Alexander left his Coming of Age ceremony with Cronos and the elders with as many new questions as he had answers for his old questions. Cronos had confirmed his suspicions were correct. Not only was there a link between the Beast Masters and the inhabitants of the Citadel, but it was the Citadel's fault that the Beast Masters existed in the first place. Instead of banishing the law breakers which allowed them to wreak havoc on the rest of humanity, the Citadel elders should have stripped them of their powers before they became too strong. Now Alexander would need to battle the Beast Masters and the Jikininki. It would be difficult for him to forgive the Citadel Elders because their poor decisions led to the deaths of his parents and more than half the planet's human population.
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