Indigo, in food or fashion*

“He moved over to the window: a smallish, frail figure, the meagreness of his body merely emphasized by the blue overalls which were the uniform of the party. His hair was very fair, his face naturally sanguine, his skin roughened by coarse soap and blunt razor blades and the cold of the winter that had just ended. “

– George Orwell, Nineteen Eighty-Four (1949) (via)

* the Bales 2025 Film Challenge for August is not date-related but lists, for the most part, the colours of the rainbow.

“The city… as if it were unborn. Rising into the sky with fingers of metal, limbs without flesh, girders without stone. Signs hanging without support. Wires dipping and swaying without poles. A city unborn. Flesh dissolved in an acid of light. A city of the dead.”

– Dr. James Xavier

– Men are extinct.

– They were not mammoths!

“It calls back a time when there were flowers all over the Earth… and there were valleys. And there were plains of tall green grass that you could lie down in – you could go to sleep in. And there were blue skies, and there was fresh air… and there were things growing all over the place, not just in some domed enclosures blasted some millions of miles out in to space.”

– Freeman Lowell

“Fantastic! You are a first class dilettante!”

– Kidlat's proud parents

“What year is it now? I forgot.”

– Jamie