~~***Happy Birthday to
vensre, my fellow synaesthete!***~~
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PS: synaesthete?
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Curse my colorset's ugly yellow-browns, anyway. Here ye go. ^_^
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Yep, Amy - synaesthesia (with or without the the first 'a', depending on which side of the Atlantic you're on) is a condition in which the senses become somehow mixed, ie sound has colour, or colour has texture or taste. It's more common in women than men, and is hereditary. Having colours for letter, numbers and words is one of the less rare variants. So, as you can see, for
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But there was cake. Two cakes. Wait. Three.
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:)
Congrats on the fic!
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Thank you. Thought I was gonna die, but didn't die. Good times. ^_^