Synesthésie

Synesthésie

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Synesthésie, nom féminin : Expérience subjective dans laquelle des perceptions relevant d'une modalité sensorielle sont régulièrement accompagnées de sensations relevant d'une autre modalité, en l'absence de stimulation de cette dernière (par exemple audition colorée). Alphonse est un garçon indifférent, rêveur, profondément ennuyé. Comme la plupart des jeunes dans son cas, il ne sort pas du lot, et se complait dans son isolement. Néanmoins, quelque chose le différencie de ses pairs : il est synesthète. Cette particularité lui permet de voir les couleurs dans les sons qui l'entourent, qu'il s'amuse à peindre une fois rentré chez lui. 
Jusque-là, Alphonse ne peignait que des toiles tristes, aux couleurs valsant sur des rythmes monotones et plats. Puis, Elle arriva. 
 Elle, avec sa voix aux nuances si particulières.
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