Aspen Gulley

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He saw Misty in mixes, her skin titanium and singed umber and alizarin. Her Prussian eyes. Her hair would be lain darks softened with sienna before light layering. “I see you at school. And I miss you,” she said. He stared at her and saw cadmium steeled with Winsor Violet and Phthalo Blue. “You look at me like no one else,”
All the Colors of the Dark
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