‘Do you think we all see green the same way?’
Kyle turned towards Sheila.
She shrugged. ‘This valley. Do you think we’re seeing the same thing?’
‘Are we talking colours, or sight in general?’
‘Colours, I guess. So, not including short or long sightedness or various eye diseases.’
Kyle gazed across the fields.
‘Excluding red-green colour-blindness?’
‘Huh, colour-blindness. What about those who aren’t colour-blind? Do they see the same green, or different greens, or another colour they know as green and is different to what they know as red?’
‘Does it matter?’
‘I’d like our green to be the same.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
1 comment:
That's actually a really interesting question, Rob. And I like the way you have your characters talk about it.
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