The color conjured happiness. And excitement. When she was a child there was no greater joy then a fresh box of crayons. And especially the periwinkle. Even the name, p e r i w i n k l e. It had a kind of fairy dust surrounding it. The luminescent blue that gave whatever she was creating depth. She was all grown up now but whenever she saw that color it filled with with childlike glee. And wearing it... well, it was like armor against adulthood.
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