OK, this is the shortest thing I have ever written. I was just thinking about Thorn and Murtagh when I had this sudden stroke of inspiration. I don't know whether I'm going to write about blue or black yet. Hope you like it! Well, I wouldn't really care if you don't, no offense, but reviews are much appreciated. =)
Red. Scarlet. The colour of rubies. The colour of blood.
The Ancient Egyptians say red is bad. Red is the colour of the unfurtile desert; the colour of Seth; of chaos.
The Ancient Chinese say that red is good. It's the colour of luck and happiness. Red clothes, red lanterns, red posters with the word "fu" on them.
Red is the colour of blood. Of madness. Of war. The colour red inspires horror. A room lit by red light seems more ominous than one lit by white. Red eyes are associated with evil. It is hot. Red hot. Unbearably hot. The colour of fury. It is bright. Blindingly bright. The colour one sees behind their eyelids when facing the sun. The colour of violence, bloodshed, and lust.
Yet, red is the colour of wonderful things. So many shades of red, each unique, each special. Deep, dark red, the colour of luxury, of soft, expensive carpet, velvet curtains; the colour of love, of roses and the breasts of robins. Cheerful, flamboyant red, like the plumage of parrots, sending one's thoughts to tropical places with lush, green jungles and sandy white beaches. Bright, scarlet red, the colour of passion, of doing what you love. Bloodred, the colour of glittering rubies and holy berries. Soft, gentle red, of warmth and comfort, of the sunrise and sunset, of a merry fireplace. The first colour in the rainbow.
Red. The colour of horror. Of love.
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Anyways, some other random thoughts:
Comparison of Inheritance elves and Twilight vampires:
Both are beautiful.
Both are strong.
Both are fast.
Elves don't drink blood.
Elves don't glitter in the sun.
Elves know magic.
Elves have epic fighting skills.
Conclusion: Elves win!
