Blurb:
The
post-apocalyptic world has changed. Colors have changed.
The
skies are now red, and the seas fandango pink.
There
are those who’ve acquired skills as “squinters”. By narrowing their eyes, they
can see people in different colors—colors by which they can define their mood.
Senlin
was born a squinter. A child of the foster system, the lack of love has left him with casual views on sex.
When
Sicong recruits him into SQX, a squinter organization, Senlin wants nothing more
than to jump his bones, but Sicong’s detachment makes Senlin believe his
feelings aren’t reciprocated.
Senlin
and Sicong’s relationship begins to grow as they undertake missions together.
That
is, until an enemy of SQX turns his attention upon them.
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SIC
HELD MY head in his lap. I looked up and saw, against the backdrop of the
cardinal red sky, his angular face looking down at me. We were secluded by
teal-colored woods around us. It was chaotic, for the forest was on fire, its
color black and blue blending with red and teal. Despite the turmoil and the
utter pain in my chest, I felt peaceful, as if all sounds had been erased
except my shallow breathing.
“Don’t
fall asleep, Sen,” he said to me, both commanding and begging. “Don’t.”
I
lifted a corner of my mouth. I was too tired to talk.
Amidst
all the distractions, I saw Sic squint his right eye. A subtle one; one he
probably thought I wouldn’t notice.
I
also squinted. Sic turned lime green when I did that, all over. I smiled
because it was lime instead of tangerine or blue. I was sure I appeared the
same to him.
It
was a good day, regardless of the pain in my chest.
About
the Author:
Growing
up in China, KEVIN CAUCHER never thought he’d grow up loving to write; never
did he expect himself ending up in Australia either. He is now happily
partnered in NSW Illawarra area and writing.
Kevin’s
writing is mainly influenced by his growing up as a gay Chinese; he also
sometimes pops out totally random stories that has nothing to do with his
growing up.
Besides
his passion for writing, Kevin has also opened a cafe in December 2015.
“There, the cliché of authors writing in a cafe.”
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