In literature, the “color” of dust often emerges as a subtle yet evocative element, painting scenes with hues that evoke both decay and unexpected beauty. Authors describe dust not merely as a residue but as a luminous white veil that shrouds landscapes, as when roads shine under a thick white layer of powder ([1]) or when a mist transforms into an almost ethereal, rain-like dust ([2]), evoking an atmosphere of stillness and quiet desolation. Similarly, the motif of white limestone dust ([3]) underscores the tactile, almost sculptural quality of the environment, infusing harsh, dry terrains with a muted, elegant glow. In a contrasting yet equally compelling instance, gold-dust is invoked to symbolize fleeting richness and impermanence ([4]), suggesting that even what seems insignificant may carry an air of transient splendor.