Call me, maybe
Title
The Wicked Maker
The black screen shines its light, inciting
irritation from me.
I used to like dark colours, that is, after the colour
green. After reading The Secret Garden however, I was intrigued by black. In a
way, watching the spy cartoon - Kim Possible, made my interest in the colour
black grew back then. I liked Mary’s changes, and Dickon’s brightness.
Nevertheless, when they were bright, they lost their mysteries. That was all I
cared about in the past; mysteries. I was sure that I outgrew them. I was. But
I hate that vibrate accompanied shine from the usual black screen that rests on
the accent table.
