“Posit the sphere and herein lies your personal property. Here lies your prehensile limb, your stippling pretenses. Of stars and galaxies, a clasp comes undone. And, failing to bend back against an opening, one develops a habit of constructing wanton parallels to track the reckless, endless horizon. Our distance is illustrated by the nearness of horizontal lines, which, as they venture further from each other, resemble sky, foreground, frame.”

-Ashley Butler, Dear Sound of Footstep

Around one in two million lobsters are blue.

Do some research on your favorite color.  Find a fun fact or discover something about it you never knew. Then, write a story that’s drenched in your color.

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