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... es regained their colors as if they had never been dull.
My past was a dark red recollection, as if blood left to rot had frozen over.
I recalled my cadet days.
A ceiling and walls devoid of any decoration, furniture with sharp angles that seemed ready to pierce the skin at the slightest touch, steel chairs that left my buttocks and thighs numb after sitting for too long.
Everywhere in the training facility, the only colors to be seen were shades of violet, blue, ...
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