March II

The Seventh Colour

A rooster in a pale linen suit stands with wings clasped behind his back in a terracotta courtyard, his suit jacket faintly stained with pink and orange pigment, colour-dusted walls receding behind him.

They had decided, without consulting him, that he would be the seventh colour. He considered this briefly and found no serious objection. The suit, after all, was last season's.

2 March 2026

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