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Crimson and Indigo
Vermilion was dressed entirely in black, from his italian slippers to his customed shirt. His voice was low and relaxed, his converse ation indirect. Indigo had cautioned me of the contact high from the six with each chemist's teachings. Crimson was obsessed with security, indigo with ritual preparation of eucharists. But vermilian presented a moral atmosphere of some inevitable abandonment into which i was being procured. I knew this inter you would be like no other.