AJ Andreason wrote:
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Glittering like so many blue gems, a thousand sparkling pools
stretch out in front of him. Thousands more stiff bamboo poles stuck
Thousands? I thought there were only about a hundred or so?
And also, "Tousands more" sounds a bit odd, since it sounds like it's
'thousand more poles [in addition to the other poles]' or somesuch.
into the air like the spines of an enormous porcupine, some leaning
and broken and others still stiff and new. In the distance, Ranma
could make out a little cabin set against a hill with a slow plume
of smoke rising from the chimney. The sky was an emerald blue.
[I didn't get "emerald" blue, but then I never really understood a
"wine dark sea" either. Of course the Japanese language often fails to
make a clear distinction between blue and green, so I guess this is
entirely appropriate--all things considered.]
Hmm. I guess you could call it sort of a really vibrant darker blue,
sort of like the kind you'd get on a clear day in the mountains.
How about "saphire" blue?