Night washed over the horizon, sweeping dark torrents, shades of azure, deep blue, cerulean and pitch black in it's waking. Stars twinkled like jewels and the moon hung high, emitting a cold mourning in the cloudy sky.
Shaded underneath the night, in the land of Diamond rested a single man on his bed. He sat up, as if called awake. He blinked, yawned and drew back the curtain, awed by the beauty of the night. His cobalt blue eyes matching the azure hue of the mid morning sky. His breath fogged up on the glass as he shivered and pulled a long scarf around his neck. Someone was knocking on the door, but at this time at night?