“PURPLE” на російській мові

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прикметник
фиолетовый
purple violet violaceous
пурпурный
purple magenta amaranthine
багровый
purple red scarlet florid red in the face mulberry
пышный
lush luxuriant sumptuous opulent gingerbread purple
порфироносный
purple
царский
royal regal kingly purple
изобилующий украшениями
purple
іменник
пурпур
purple
фиолетовый цвет
purple violet
пурпурный цвет
purple amaranth purpure
багрянец
purple crimson blush
порфира
purple
одеяние кардинала
purple
сан кардинала
purple
дієслово
багроветь
purple
окрашивать в пурпурный цвет
purple

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прикметник

violet purplish

іменник

purpleness

дієслово

empurple

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Diamond Eye leaped from the rim, curled and arced under the eyrie’s black stone belly, weaving among the flickers and rivers of purple lightning.

From underneath it was simply a black void in the sky; now, from above, with the sinking sun lighting its clouds, it became a sea of colours stretched out before him, swirls of purple and violet streaked with white and wisps of orange fire like frozen flames, flickering with inner lightning.

The pot, a gift from an artist who was the toast of her century, shattered against the wall, leaving a dark purple stain.

Everywhere else was dark – no, not quite dark; he could make out a deep purple tinge.

”CHAPTER43Breathing in the heady, sweet scent of the purple lilac bush blooming behind them, Nesta glanced sidelong at Cassian.

He shuddered as he thought of being on the top of the wall, the wind rattling and shaking him, looking out and seeing yet again where they truly were, miles above the ground with a huge black storm circling beneath them, dark purple lightning flashing in its depths.

Next to him and the baron, a circular vortex appeared, violently churning purple slashed with silver and gold.

As they neared the open doors, the purple velvet curtains on the far side were whisked back, revealing an even more opulent chamber, as long as a high street.

A mile straight below were dull purple flashes of lightning that could only be the storm-dark.

An alcove is curtained off; the man, name still unknown to me and I’d like to keep it that way, pulls back the thick purple material.

There were stars again here, at least in the part of the sky that wasn’t blotted out by the storm-dark’s purple gloom, and he could see where he was going again.