If I ever become notable enough as an author that my books become films, I swear I’m going to start a novel like this some day…
Aeron was dark. And by dark I don’t mean morose in mood or unscrupulous of conscious. Aeron was dark of skin. Aeron was dark of skin because the melanocytes of his ancestors needed to increase melanin production to defend against the ultraviolet radiation inherent in living near the equator.
What’s more is that he wasn’t just dark of skin but noticeably dark of skin to the most colorblind racist in the land.
It was notable in such a way that in the event of this novel becoming a film, a casting director couldn’t possibly interview a single white person for the role.
"What is whitewashing?" Said Gorbatrexicon the satyr.
"Why…" Said Aeron "It’s the act of licking ones own asshole while simultaneously complaining about the taste of shit." After which he mounted his dragon, and flew into a beautiful sunset.