You're outside a sushi bar in Exchange of Noons. Boat traffic gently floats through canals of cerise coloured water and collections of small, luminous burgundy crystals are growing everywhere.
You're in a wardrobe in The Plight Citadel. Pipes along the walls leak a carmine coloured liquid and the hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum.
You're on the deck of a hovercraft in The Cove of the Permission. The wreck of a cutter creaks nearby and the hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum.