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June 11, 2013
A flash of violet passed my vision. There was a little sheen to it, enough to pique my interest. Bursting with excitement, I chased it for a few steps, but it was gone when I got past the door.

I did some mandatory chit-chat for civility. Then I saw it again to my right, but I knew I had lost it.

Thus, I decided to walk it off, and found something else. A friend, one who I owed some cash, sprouted into vision. I bought her a rainbow winter melon tea as compensation.

And the violet fades into light.