Status Updates From El color que cayó del cielo

"The poor woman screamed about things in the air which she could not describe. In her ravings there was not single specific noun, but only verbs and pronouns. Things moved and changed and fluttered, and ears tingled to impulses which were not wholly sounds. Something was taken away - she was being drained of something - something fastening itself on her that ought not to be."

"The color, which resembled some of the bands in the meteor's strange spectrum, was almost impossible to describe; and it was only by analogy that they called it color at all. It's texture was glossy, and upon tapping it appeared to promise both brittleness and hollowness."

Also I got this book because I was researching imaginary/impossible colours and came across a Wikipedia list of imaginary colours in media, one mentioned was Discworld with Octarine, and another was this one.