Color is like music. The palette is an instrument that can be orchestrated to build form.
If he even survives. " She shivered, and Amon put his arm around her, drawing her into his steady warmth. "It's that bad?" Raisa nodded. "He looked. . . he looked awful, Amon. Willo doesn't know if he'll. . . She's worried about him. My mother died, and I never got to tell her that I loved her, that I finally understood - just a little anyway. If Han dies too, I don't know what I'll do.