"BEFORE COLOR"

Before there was color. Before anybody was raspberry, any interaction yellow, and any dream was green. When my life was described in insects and parking spots and I had honey pouring from my mouth like a river. 
When the world was the inside of a van and a haunted basement. When I could lean to the window and smell the lilacs when I wanted to feel reborn. When you’d held my hand for a brief, drunken moment before trying to set me up with someone else. Back when my eyes were insects and parking spots. When all waters were honey.

Before color.

SEASON ONE.
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Episode 1:

"​Fear"