Lovely boy Hest
[S] shine, hair
[C] fur, tail
[S] shine, hair
[C] fur, tail
username: Ucanthandleme
kal name: Hest
polaroid pic:
It was a very simple image, but Hest carried it everywhere. Gently pulling the picture from his wallet he gave a gentle smile. The edges of the image were worn, you could tell how often he held it to look. The image contained a small flower, a little black flower to be precise. Although it was an uncommon colour there was nothing else interesting about it, this made many wonder why Hest kept it with him all the time and admired it so often. Well this was Hests biggest secret… he was colour blind. So knowing this flower was black and was like that not due to his sight, he was simply overjoyed. Although others saw it as a plain black flower, he saw it as the most beautiful flower he had ever seen. Its pitch black curled petals, delicate stem and soft looking leaves, even the slight morning dew on its tip, everything about it was beautiful to him. The simple thought that the colour that he saw was the true colour of the flower made it all the better, hence he took it around everywhere. So he knew he too could appreciate the natural beauty of something, without being mistaken of its true colour.
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kal name: Hest
polaroid pic:
It was a very simple image, but Hest carried it everywhere. Gently pulling the picture from his wallet he gave a gentle smile. The edges of the image were worn, you could tell how often he held it to look. The image contained a small flower, a little black flower to be precise. Although it was an uncommon colour there was nothing else interesting about it, this made many wonder why Hest kept it with him all the time and admired it so often. Well this was Hests biggest secret… he was colour blind. So knowing this flower was black and was like that not due to his sight, he was simply overjoyed. Although others saw it as a plain black flower, he saw it as the most beautiful flower he had ever seen. Its pitch black curled petals, delicate stem and soft looking leaves, even the slight morning dew on its tip, everything about it was beautiful to him. The simple thought that the colour that he saw was the true colour of the flower made it all the better, hence he took it around everywhere. So he knew he too could appreciate the natural beauty of something, without being mistaken of its true colour.
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