I've been working on the look of REQUIEM - this is the vector. What if the old man's world has become increasingly like an old faded photograph? What if his memories of Vietnam are all that holds color for him in his life? Color and look are the visual embodiment of his inner thoughts. Like the faded photos - at the bottom of his trunk. The trunk that holds the letters from his fallen friends and comrades. The letters containing their last wishes.
What if...
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