True Colors, Chapter VIII.

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If not for clocks, no one would have known it was noon. There was no visible sun in the sky as the clouds did their work and dulled the colors of the world. Rain poured onto black umbrellas that shielded the few mourners that attended Isaac Munsell’s funeral. Nathan was present and though many wished to snap a picture of strong man at his weakest there was no media coverage allowed. He held no expression on his face. Isaac’s death was expected and outright predicted by the man himself; the man from the future. Nathan felt terrible but wasn’t sure why. Was he sad that Issac, his closet thing to a friend, was now gone or was it the feeling that he had no idea what to do next? Only the instructions from Isaac in his final days could guide him. The train of thought took him back to the night before the Mayor’s funeral. It was the last time Isaac and Nathan spoke so frankly.

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