Prompt: Silver
Shizume glows in the night. The lights from the buildings are stars and the cars which dash along are comets.
Adolf K. Weismann does not care to involve himself in the world below but he can't help but be fascinated by it. Civilization, moving along beneath him, a part from him. It seems so peaceful from up here and he can almost believe that is the reality.
Kokujoji had delivered to him news of the Colorless King's death.
He thinks of it often. He waits for the call which will confirm that a new king has been found to take Ichigen's place.
The call never comes.
Weismann frowns. The peace he sees is an illusion but he will not be able to delude himself for much longer. He fears the untouchable world below will choose to rise up and meet him.
He turns away from the observation window and ties back his long silver hair. There are things that need to be done.
There is to be no more sight-seeing tonight.