As the logos on this website testify, I’m an ink-geek, and love inky similes.  Here is another one, about the sky rather than the sea.  

A small breeze sent up a flurry over all the ink-blue water. 

Source: Louis Golding, Good-bye to Ithaca (London: Hutchinson, 1955), p. 134


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