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The visible spectrum is not merely a property of light. It is, as any practitioner of sufficient standing will tell you, a map of intentions. Every colour of magic exists because every flavour of human nature demands expression. What follows is not a complete taxonomy — the infrared mages and the ultraviolet mages operate beyond ordinary perception and merit their own volume — but a working field guide to those you are most likely to encounter, and most likely to regret encountering.
Purple Mages
As seen in this photograph, accompanied by her white tiger. Regal does not quite capture it. Purple mages are not born so much as distilled — centuries of ancestral privilege concentrated into a single practitioner who carries the full weight of that lineage with the casual ease of someone who has never once considered whether it is heavy. The white tiger was gifted at age five, a cub of impossible perfection, and became simultaneously protector, companion, and living symbol of a power that requires no demonstration precisely because it requires none. The tiger is now ageless, as white tigers in magical households tend to become. It regards you with the specific amber patience of a creature that has already calculated your threat level and found it restful. Purple mages do not cast spells so much as permit outcomes.
Red Mages
Brilliant. Incandescent, even. Arrive in your life like a coronal mass ejection — all heat, all intensity, all promise — and are gone before the aurora fades. They will solve your most intractable problem, drink your best wine, leave you three cryptic notes that will take you a decade to fully understand, and vanish for years without a forwarding address. Their magic is real and often spectacular. Their commitment to anything that doesn’t move fast enough for them is theoretical at best. You will miss them. You will also learn, eventually, to check whether the wine cellar is still locked before letting them in.
Black Mages
The Jungian Shadow given a licence to practise. Black mages do not stumble into cruelty — they have refined it into an art form with genuine technical rigour, which is almost more disturbing than if they hadn’t. Their power is real and their understanding of pain is clinical. What they lack, and what they will spend an entire lifetime failing to locate, is any territory within themselves that isn’t scorched earth. They are, in the deepest sense, the most impoverished practitioners in the chromatic spectrum — commanding enormous power over others while remaining utterly ungoverned within. White mages exist, in part, as a direct evolutionary response to black mages. The universe, like an immune system, tends toward equilibrium.
White Mages
Not what the name implies. White mages are not pure, not peaceful, and emphatically not soft. They are the organism’s adaptive immune response — precise, memory-forming, and capable of a targeted ferocity that black mages, who rely on blunt toxicity, never quite anticipate. Their destiny is not a calling so much as an encoding — something written into the deep grammar of who they are before they have language to describe it. In FFXIV terms, they are the healers who will absolutely let you die if you pull aggro you were specifically warned about. Compassion, in the white mage tradition, is not the same as permissiveness.
Brown Mages
Occupying the precise ecological niche of the opportunistic mycorrhizal network — technically symbiotic, occasionally genuinely helpful, but operating on a fundamentally transactional model that they have dressed up in the language of care. The love potion upsell to a four-pack is not cynicism on their part — it is, in their own framework, honest actuarial practice. Given your stunning but still remarkable ugliness, the single-dose success probability does not justify the premium pricing of the artisanal single-serve. The four-pack represents genuine value optimisation. Brown mages sleep well. This is perhaps the most unsettling thing about them.
Further volumes in this series will address Green mages (conservationists who have strong opinions about your carbon footprint and will hex your SUV), Blue mages (who have memorised every spell they’ve ever been hit by and are absolutely fine, why do you ask), and the notorious Ultraviolet mages, whose existence cannot be confirmed but whose effects are everywhere.
Midjourney v8 starter prompt:
Beautiful hyperealistic hyperdetailed image: a beautiful gothic lady, long flowing purple hooded cape, glasses, stands in an enchanted forest where a stream runs through it. A majestic White Tiger stands by her side nuzzling her cheek, the lady has an arm around the tiger hugging it, side profile. In the distance looms a gleaming citadel made of obsidian; intricate patterns of glowing nanotubes etched into its walls. An ethereal sky with aurora and colorful stars and the Milky Way is above them. Fantasy elements, magic –exp 25 –raw –profile qh7nquz
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