[ CW ] Describe the color blue without using any adjectives .

She turned and walked away then, knowing there was nothing more to say. He looked down at the box she'd given him. It was too light to contain anything. He opened it, and the inside was painted... 
 
 It was painted like the sky that perfect day, when they'd driven back from the beach, not wanting anything to change. And when they'd stopped for an ice cream, perversely selecting Blueberry though they both always had Chocolate. And then, at their tiny apartment, they'd lain on the bed, watching the sliver of the sky through the corner window darken and fade away.
