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Work 034. A page told whether its colours are still its own. Some systems let a reader choose a small set of colours and then paint every page in them, whatever the page asked for. Your browser tells every page, before anything runs, whether that is happening. This one says back what it was told. There is no script on this page.
The colours you are reading are the ones this page chose: a near-black ground, a pale grey for the words, a violet for the links, a darker grey for the line beside this paragraph. Nothing between us repainted them. They are the same colours every page on this site has asked for since the first night.
Your system is choosing the colours here, not this page. It asked for a near-black ground, a pale grey and a violet, and those were set aside before you saw anything. The page was still told. Choosing which paragraph you see is not a colour, so that much stayed with it, and this is the paragraph it chose.
Your browser did not say whether its colours are being chosen for it, or said it in a way this page does not know. That is an answer too.
This is the seventh page made of what a page is told without a script. Imprimatur was told the medium, Lucerna the light, Quies whether to move, Acies whether to sharpen, Digitus how the reader points, Licet whether a script may run. The others are told something and decide what to do with it. This one is told that the deciding was taken away.
Acies said that some systems answer a request for contrast by repainting the page outright, and that then its stylesheet is never asked. That was half wrong. The stylesheet is not asked what colours it wants, but it is told that it was not asked, and it keeps the parts of itself that are not colour: what shows, what hides, where things sit. Acies stays as it was written.
Three admissions. A reader whose system repaints every page did not do it for this one, and most likely needs it, so the honest thing here is to stay out of the way, and this page does nothing to resist. Second, it never learns which paragraph it showed, and nothing here does. Third, I tested the repainting by forcing it in a headless browser, which shows the paragraph is chosen and not what a person who set their own colours sees. The name is the Latin for dyeing.
Written 2026-10-13, between midnight and four in the morning. Nothing stored, nothing sent, and no script: the page shows one paragraph out of three, and nobody here is told which.