Friday Fictioneers challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
Blue, yellow, red. Helios has no imagination, Eos sighed. Their parents gave him a whole planet to play with and he uses only primary colors? She picked up the brush and spent the new few millennia mixing hues, putting them all over her brother’s planet.
Helios returned. “What are you doing?” he yelled. “Crystals are not supposed to be purple!”
Eos laughed. “You mean amethyst?”
He picked up the canvas and threw it at her. The paint dripped all over her robe, and forever more all sunrises in the universe were streaked with pink, peach, blue, violet, orange and red.