So many more sounds, so many more colors that related to one another. XNXX Yellow was the color warmth, the sound of a summer tune. Red was the color of anger, the sound of a singer screaming into his microphone as guitars roared in the background. This chapter is just a small intro, a back story to the main character and sets the stage for coming chapters. I loved it. He grabbed my hand and placed a pair of headphones in it. I could hear the crackling static as they struggled to keep up with the music. No words were said as the music played, just the sound of drums, the sound of bass as it strained the cheap headphones Will owned. Never did I feel lonely, either. I would soon learn that this is only one facet, one shade of the color blue, though. When your born without knowing colors, and someone wants to know
