Grey... The sky is grey, like the feeling in his heart
Green the envy of normalcy and peace
Blackness, a certainty that he will never achieve it
Brown being the detachment of reality and the color of the hunt
The blood on his hands warm and red, the stuff of life
Yellow is the joy of hope, and orange the combination of yellow
and red, thinking that he might never rest
Blue is the color of his eyes, behind which smiles his mission
Purple is the feeling of companionship with his dog Anubis
Stainless steel is the mirror of his knife, the one bright spot in his life
White, the snow which is the emptiness of promise, and the cold he dwells in
Bronze and gold, the colors of his brother's armor and self-righteousness