Prolouge

After Renee's soulmate died, the colors that they worked so hard to create left along with him.

First went red, then went blue.
After that, green left too.

Yellow dimmed quietly, purple passed through, and orange didn't even leave a residue.

All that was left was shades of grey. A world without color.

But maybe all isn't lost.

The other day she swore she saw a flash of green somewhere outside her window, just a speck, for just an instant.

But still.

Green is the color of life.

And life is hope.