Day Eleven: It has turned bitingly cold outside! On the plus side, Eric and I are painting one of our walls in the apartment. We have a pretty green color to be a solid background, then Eric is going to paint a simple tree on one side and cute little birds chilling in it. I am excited! It is really going to make the apartment more livable. When was the last time you painted?
Red in the Blue Ocean
Mira closed her eyes and relaxed her body, letting it sway with the ocean. Her tears barely noticeable before they mixed with the salty liquid. She felt a presence pushing through the water toward her. Peeking out of one eye she watched the wayrus approach her slowly, gliding forward until its great black eye was level with her body. Mira gazed, mesmerized at her own reflection. Bitterly, she noted how her flowing, short, red hair sharply contrasted with the different shades of the blue ocean. The great mammal blinked and, in a soft whisper, spoke in her mind. Why are you crying, Mira, Daughter of the great Water God, Sapphira? 
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