The hills were always the greenest I’d ever seen. The sky was the bluest I could have ever imagined. The forest on the edge of the village, though. The forest wasn’t colorest of anything, the outside had none of the vibrancy of all that surrounded it.

The forest terrified the village. The Elders declared the prohibition of entering the forest at the birth of the village. No one is to go in and no one has ever gone in. The villagers take painstaking steps to avoid walking close to the forest.

I know what is inside the forest, the color there is so radiant and beautiful. All the villagers fear to enter what they perceive as a colorless forest but, in reality, it is more colorful than any place outside it’s borders.