Prologue
The world is black and white, plain and simple. Black represents bad, and white is good. Some people like to think there’s an in-between, and even if there is, how do you find the balance? In this beautiful world full of color, black bleeds on whatever it can, tainting it to a gray only some can understand.
Before - I viewed the world as such; my innocence and naivety played a rather large role in that.
After - I am the in-between, a mixture of good tainted by the bad.
The question is, what will I make of it?
