Moonspear faded pictures on the wall

@Sialuk @Elentari and any others welcomed in the ulaq

he'd been gnawing on the ear of @Maggak before he drifted off to sleep, his imagination limited to dreams of watercolor running on a blank canvas. he did not know of blues or reds or greens and yet they appeared to him in bursts like paint splattering on a white wall. and this is what the color of his world looked like, all he had ever known. 

and so when he drifted between slumber and consciousness, the babe did not realize at first what had happened. his world of black and white and dream colors had turned real, faded, yet very much existent. his vision was clouded, but in the blur he could finally see. still suckling on his sister's ear, he gave a few slow blinks as the weight of his head turned to try and capture the full sight of his small world.