"Black..."
"I know what black is," he interrupted. "It's the only color I've ever been able to see."
"But it's more than that," she insisted. "It's the wonderful feeling of being really small when you're outside on a clear, cold night. It's a blank canvas, and it's deep and unfathomable, like you could fall in and never come back out. Black is the sky at night: cold and empty, but also somehow beautiful and brilliant.
"Black is the smell of ink on notebook paper. It's silk-like smoothness and the sound of silence that you sometimes get a taste of at night. It's the velvet background where the stars show up when night falls."
He closed his eyes and really let himself relax, relishing in that feeling of smallness she'd talked about. It was rather nice, actually.
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