Cobalt Blue Novels & Stories

He had a long, straight nose and a voluptuary’s mouth. And he had a pair of remarkable blue eyes that approximated no other shade she had ever seen. Except, perhaps, at the shop where the local chemist made batches of ink by boiling Indigofera plants and copper sulfate together for days until they formed a blue so dark and deep that it approached violet. And yet his eyes did not have the angelic quality one might usually associate with such a color. They were shrewd, seasoned, as if he had gazed far too often at an unsavory side of life that she herself had never seen.

The circle that had a butterfly pattern continued to lit up and the butterfly's wings were fluttering. As her father continued the mantra, she noticed that the light of the pattern switched from light blue to light purple from time to time. When Sebastian started his mantra while her father continued, the purple hue became much stronger than the blue. It almost devoured the blue hue but her father's mantra became a bit loud that the blue hue prevailed and balanced the blue and purple.

she spun back toward the leather bag, "the control Batsheva has is subtle and it's tied to Odette. Blood magic." I shuddered even as my brain made one more connection. "Gram," I said. "The Dumont power isn't blue. It's kind of purple." She grinned at me, hopping up and down in a happy jig. "I didn't overestimate you after all. Why is that, Syd?" Because blue and red made purple. "Oh. My. Swearword." She tapped the side of her nose with one finger. "Exactly. More blood magic." I didn't shudder this time. I was too overwhelmed with the truth. "But why didn't anyone notice?"

It got so bad I yelled at Liana until she left. I absolutely love cakes but if I never see another cake for the next five months I will be very grateful. My taste buds feel like they’ve done enough work for a year, they need a vacation. And who knew that there were over ten different shades of blue? Blue is a color, any is fine but Carmen kept on saying that royal blue wouldn’t go with bubblegum pink and fire truck red. Who names colors like that?

“You should take this one. The quality is pretty good, and it’s easy to use.” “Okay.” A grin spreads over his face, then he asks, “What color do you want?” “Ah…what do I get to choose from?” “Lime, silver, violet, and graphite.” My eyebrows draw together. “What’s graphite?” Tiny lets out an amused chuckle. “It’s a dark grayish color.” “Uhm…” I nibble on my bottom lip while I think about which one I should choose, then say, “I’ll take the violet one.”

“Cerulean blue. It’s essential for the sky part of the bridge. The cobalt is too bossy.” He didn’t question her color psychology. He pulled up an art supplier website on a secondary monitor. “Manufacturer? Series?” She peered at the empty tube on his desk. “Winsor & Newton. Artists’ Watercolour. Tube size: 14 ml.” He ordered two tubes, with express delivery, and logged the transaction under a new budget code he’d created: A.K. Annex - Creative Resources. “Deficiency will be resolved in 3.2 hours,” he informed her. “Proceed with non-cerulean dependent tasks in the interim.”

“We ran every possible forensic test. It’s not commercial grade. It’s not even military or traditional assassin silver. The composition is highly purified, almost crystalline, and deliberately alloyed with trace elements of cobalt and iron. The structure is braided—hand-woven, not machine-spun.” I leaned back, steepled my fingers, and felt the familiar, cold knot of dread tighten in my stomach. “Custom-made. What does that tell you?” “It tells me we are dealing with a targeted, ancestral attack, not a corporate hit,” Marcus explained, placing the tablet on the desk. “I tracked the trace elements. The cobalt signature is unique; it points back to a rare mine near the Mirkwood territory. This

Red, blue, yellow, gold, green… All the colors tangled together. And then there was the silver glow indicating mental-type abilities, along with strange shades such as purple, orange-red, and even black. Nobody knew what gifts those colors stood for. For a moment, every color collided at once. Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, violet, along with gold, white, and silver, all of them erupting in a chaotic burst. Everyone froze, stunned. Even the man in the white coat running the test was left staring. Barnaby, Garrick, and the others from Hayley's dorm just stood there, staring at the blinding display with their mouths hanging open.

I could see the room clearly, the light coming through them in the afternoon— What color. I stopped. I reached again, harder, the way you press on a bruise to make sure it still hurts, still means something. Blue. They were blue. I was almost sure. Except the more I looked at them in my head, the more the blue seemed to shift, seemed to slide toward grey, toward something without a color at all, like paint drying wrong, like a photograph left too long in the sun. I tried green.

' As for why her dantian is colored blue, the color represents the element a cultivator can wield or their elemental attribute. Since Naomi's dantian was blue in color, her elemental attribute is water. There are four common types of elements with their responding colors: red for fire, blue for water, green for wind, and brown for earth. Aside from the four elements, there are two other elements that are known which were light and dark and they're much stronger than the other four elements but the chances on obtaining either one of those two elements are low that not even a majority of the so-called geniuses can have one of them as their elemental attribute.