[ ❝ make me go oh ] — palepaw's studies

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    pale1

    peɪl/


    adjective

    adjective: pale; comparative adjective: paler; superlative adjective: palest


    1. light in colour or shade; containing little colour or pigment.

    "choose pale floral patterns for walls"


    synonyms: faded, bleached, dusty, whitish, washed out, insipid
    "pale colours"
    • (of a person or their complexion) having less colour than usual, typically as a result of shock, fear, or ill health. "she looked pale and drawn"
    synonyms: milky, creamy, cream, ivory, milk-white, alabaster; fair, light-skinned, fair-skinned; informal like death warmed up; informal peely-wally; rare etiolated, lymphatic
    "his pale skin"
    antonyms: flushed, rosy

    (of a light) not strong or bright.

    "a pale dawn"

    synonyms: dim, faint, weak, feeble, thin, watery, wan
    "the pale light of morning"
    antonyms: dark, bright

    2. inferior or unimpressive.

    "the new cheese is a pale imitation of continental cheeses"


    synonyms: lame, tame, uninspired, unimaginative, lacklustre, spiritless, lifeless, anaemic, bloodless; informal pathetic; rare etiolated
    "a pale imitation of the real thing"


    starling

    ˈstɑːlɪŋ/


    adjective

    noun: starling; plural noun: starlings; noun: european starling; plural noun: european starlings; noun: common starling; plural noun: common starlings


    a gregarious old world songbird with a straight bill, typically with dark lustrous or iridescent plumage but sometimes brightly coloured.

    ❝ A FRAGMENT OF THE DISTILLED MOON, softer than anything, yielding to the slightest of touches. that is she, and this is reflected in all of her physicality. a tumble of smoke and shadow and the bitter murmur of something slightly but sweetly stygian, tugged taut till it breaks, now bleached as wan as the silver syrup of selene that drips slow and heavy through any crack, any crevice, any hidey-hole it can find. she is light manifested: innocuous - innocent, even, but if she is light, she is a dim one, already softened with the weakness that comes with being material and mortal.it's a ugly little light, clinging to the idea that it is luminescent. if only once, if only barely, if only hardly at all.

    ❝ ORBS OF OCHRE, or perhaps twin blood-orange moons, a delicate break in the features cut from an impure concoction of marble, of alabaster, of quartz, of silver, all dulled for lack of something they have never known - not once, not now, not ever. one would think they were a masterpiece from the way they were framed - by the lashes feathered like pallid plumage, plumage belonging to some bird caged for their beauty, some bird who will never know the beauty of being free. but an abhorrence has reached into those amber eyes and has entrapped their depths, so those eyes are constantly holding their subject accountable for something that never even happened.

    ❝ A SMALL SHELL, her vessel, her abode. it's a flimsy little shell, crafted from gossamer and silk thread and all things breakable. she is minutiae personified, every detail a little too sharply-cast to be real - a sculpture of the renaissance, only she's not quite that historical significant. she likely never will be. the paper thinness that are her ears crest a small, pointed cranium; they shift this way and that in constant awareness of that which surrounds her. a gauzy flicker of whiskers - they too are all too sensitive, often atremble with uncertainty. temporary is she, and her body is a physical reminder of that.