Nov 5, 2014
Silent.
Black, Grey and White. The only colors Harris ever saw or apparently. Needed.
He sat within one of the many tall black trees, the ground below him consisted of mainly small white mushrooms which were planted near a small white pond. Laying down he began to hang upside down, watching the silent insect pass him, the fly didn't seem to mind him much as much as it did before. The child pulled himself up and grabbed a rock--a sharpened rock to simply carve into the tree's bark.
'LIMBO'
He can honestly -if he did speak- say he was bored.
