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A quiet place to draft, with a friend who reads closely.

Pick the display face — click one

All four are OFL and bundled locally (14–18 KB each) — never a font CDN, because §2 rule 3 forbids the network call. Currently: Nunito 800.

The field green — chosen

Locked: #E6F5D8 is --paper — every background surface in the app. The other tiles stay clickable to sanity-check the choice against its neighbours.

Palette — ★ are Noah's two; the rest are derived

Bud green#8CC152 primary accent
Deep green#6FA83C outlines, hover
Field green ★#E6F5D8 ALL BACKGROUNDS
Navy ★#123C55 THE INK
Navy tint#2E5A73 secondary text
Muted#46697D labels on green
Sheet#FFFFFF the page. sacred.
Peach#F2A490 the eraser. rare.

The eight rule colours — the only other colour on screen

Repetition#E0A200 gold
Weak verb#F4701F orange
Cliché#E01B24 red
Modifier#E5399B magenta
Passive#7C3AED violet
Distance#1E7BF0 blue
Rhythm#00A88F teal
Mechanics#78889A slate

One conflict worth catching now: the rule colour for Distance from POV is blue, and the brand colour is also blue. The rule blue is deliberately brighter (#3B82F6 vs #1D5A7D) so an underline never reads as UI chrome. If the brand blue moves, this has to move with it.

The page — Shunn Modern, with every rule on

Hollis / COASTLINE / 12

CHAPTER TWO

The house was left open, and the wind had been working at it for a season.

Maren saw the porch boards had gone soft. She felt the rail give under her hand and stepped back carefully. Her heart pounded, though there was nothing yet to be afraid of.

She went through the front room and into the kitchen, where the light came in low and grey across a table someone had wiped clean, and the light caught the one cup left standing on it, and for a moment the whole room seemed to be holding still for her.

“Hello,” she called — and heard nothing at all.

SignNo admittance — structure unsafe

She read it twice and went in anyway.

Text messageim at the house. its open. nobody here. call me when u get this ok

The message sat unsent for an hour, and then she deleted it.

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Cliché · stock phrase

Why. A cliché is a phrase that was vivid before it became automatic. The reader's eye slides over it without producing an image, which means the sentence occupies space without delivering anything.

Try. Identify what the phrase is actually claiming — fear, shock, tension — and describe this character's specific version of it. The more particular the detail, the less replaceable the sentence.

What this is showing. Underlines, never highlight fills — a gutter bar for the sentence-level rule instead of underlining forty words — a low-opacity tint only on the selected flag — and the interface itself kept colourless so the eight rule colours are the only colour competing for your eye. That combination is what makes every rule on by default readable instead of confetti. Nothing cute touches the page. The mark, the warmth and the paper field live outside the sheet; inside it is Times New Roman on white. “More about clichés →” is the link into the rules index.