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When he closed his eyes he did not see darkness, no, he saw color.
There was red, blood red, rose red, and Valentine's Day red.
There was blue, navy blue, sky blue, and the blue that wore each night.
Then there was green, almost as much as red, he saw green. He saw forest green, spring green, jade, and then there was the brightest green of all.
To anyone else it was stupid, seeing the green emerald eyes of his best friend, the one person he knew better than himself when he batted his eyes.
But those green eyes, they saw blue.