Corinth lay on his stomach in the courtyard, his coloring book sprawled out in front of him. He was humming trying to tune out the sounds of the freshlings whirling around him. Many were playing tag or hide and seek. He didn't really want to play. He just wanted to color his picture for his mom before she came to get him. He looked at the marker next to him carefully picking up a few different shades of brown before he found what he thought to be the right one. He was so proud of the picture he had made. It looked just like him and his mom. That's all his family was and all he ever wanted it to be. Kivras
