JANUARY 01, 1658

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Half of the population of Alagadda, Including you, Erupted into screams as fireworks arose into the yellow sky which was dotted with black stars, Only in colours red, Black, And white, Yet they were still excited

They were citizens of Alagadda, They never expected any other colour.

You looked around, And had just noticed The White Lord of Alagadda was watching the fireworks aswell, And he was right next to you

The rest of the courtesy were talking with other people, Dyo with "The mysterious plague doctor", Aries (Red lord) with his girlfriend, And Leon (Yellow lord) with his wife, Elias (White Lord) didn't really have anybody to talk to other than the ambassador, But he was chatting away with the Hanged King

So he had not choice but to stay alone.

He turned to you, And decided 'Why not a conversation?'

"The fireworks look lovely tonight, Ah...?"

He had flowing silver hair, And wore a diligence mask, With long white layered robes and white veil, His hands were clasped together as he watched the minimal (yet beautiful) colors rise and pop in the sky