Colorless

-- Colorless --

"I'm waiting for someone in this greyish world.
As if the rain washed the color out of this planet.
Same as myself, washed away by the rain.
Loneliness is all that remains."

This illustration comes from the short story above that I wrote during a storm. It's rained so hard that time that I could only see grey in the sky. Quite a sad moment (my life, also). So, I came up with this moody art piece.

Hope you like it.

*thx ~last-rain for a translation