A tale within a tale

P.C:- Bikurgurl

He was what they called strange.He kept to himself and never bothered with their company.His drawing board and the paint of colors were all that he asked for.The strange tag didn’t bother him much as long as he had his box of colors.

While people ridiculed him for his ideas,his sketches bloomed the way he gave it life.Every stroke mattered in making the much desired impact.He never hoped for their understanding,the connection with his colors compensated for the human bonding.

While others could only see a face with a grimace,it was Project Earth that he envisioned.A leafy,greener Earth.

<100 words.

Acknowledgements:- Thank you Bikurgurl for running the challenge at 100WW. The challenge is to write in about 100 words based on the photo prompt.For guidelines please refer here.Thank you all for stopping by and reading.



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