seeing colour

"Oh, glory," she whispered, and went to see what lay below on that side. Passing a dip in the rock, she halted. A pool of some eerie substance was cupped there. It shimmered with green, yellow, gray, and blue lights, much like the colours that she'd seen in the sky the night before. They moved over its surface in globes, waves, or strips. Watching the pool made her giddy. She swayed, and put out a hand. This is an excerpt from The Realms of the Gods by Tamora Pierce, a beloved fantasy novel from my childhood that I re-read recently. Having previously been in the psychedelic world of Blood Meridian, Pierce's prose is comparatively direct. Scenes are painted economically as the romp careens along, but ocassionally, they'll give me pause to wonder: what would that actually look like? Unfortunately, on the following aphantasia scale, I think I'm around a 2. So imagining multicoloured rock pools is kind of tricky. At best, something appears in my mind as a flash. Something half-vision,…

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