This new color, this vibrant green, did not remain contained within the seedling.
It resonated outward, a wave of pure potential.
The grey stone, the world’s anchor, absorbed the green hue, and for the first time, it was not just substance, but life.
The river of creativity, which had been a flow of pure, colorless light, now shimmered with a million shades of green, each shade a different possibility, a different story waiting to be told.