Chromesthesia or sound-to-color synesthesia is a type of synesthesia in which sound involuntarily evokes an experience of color, shape, and movement. Individuals with sound-color synesthesia are consciously aware of their synesthetic color associations/perceptions in daily life.
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When they spoke, Warm oranges and pinks swirl started to form around them, and through his eyes that sting with tears, he can hear their voice clearly. Words of love flow from their lips, and a single hand is pressed to his chest. It's soft, and through the shadowy black, he can feel a soft, warm, yellow where their hand lingers.
He can't breathe. It's a fact that dawns on him; and it feels more and more like suffocation, and the warm yellow leaving his chest soon becomes a dark shadow once more, and their words fade out again. Coughs and wheezes escape his chapped lips, as he struggles to breathe, his knees pulled close to his chest; arms surrounding. He's alone, he's alone, and he can't do a thing about it.
A soft orange floats in from amidst the darkness, and their speaking. Ah, you're speaking again, and it's the most beautiful thing he has heard, and his lungs seem to function slowly, and tears stream down his cheeks. He's not sure if it's out of relief, or if it's because of something else, but at least he can breathe.
He can't really see too well; even as the black fog clears from his vision and mind, leaving nothing but the soft pink. It's all fuzzy, but he can breathe once more, and you're there, soothing as always, and something slips from his lips. It's a chuckle. Coated with tears, and he coughs in between, but it's there. He apologizes, and the colour around you seems to fade as he talks, so he shuts up.
A smile graces their lips, and they laughed. The colours you emits seems to swirl like fresh cotton candy, and seep into his being; letting relief flood through him, as they pulled him close for a hug.
And everything is just a little bit better.
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