Ablackwing

"What are the other six most beautiful colours in the worlds?" I asked.

"The seven most beautiful colours include. The blue crystal on the head of Nightfall dragons. The emerald leaves on the Rhan Tree. The golden yellow spearhead that ancient giants crafted. The silver horn of a night unicorn. The red coloured gem called faith hidden by fairies. The white wings of angels and some idiot placed my black wing in the list too." Black replied counting numbers on his fingers.

"Believe me, it wasn't some idiot. Your wing is really beautiful."

"Thanks, I guess."

"Which one is your favourite?" I was enthusiastic to know his choice other than black colour. It will be helpful in selecting things for him next time.

"Personally, I have seen the eighth colour. In a far away land on Gaia, inside a deep forest, an angel lives. And she has the most beautiful deep violet eyes. That is my favourite."

"Can you create a little stone of that colour?" Even though I was a little envious of him speaking about someone's eyes like that but I still wanted to see that so called legendary colour.

"That is one colour I can't create even though I've seen it many times. I won't ever be able to make it as awesome as the real deal." Black sighed and his statement made me even more curious. My zeal to see that increased by a thousand folds.

"I want to see it. If it's on earth, it would be possible, right?" How awesome it'd be if I could get to see another thing like this red stone hanging in my neck.

He chuckled, "You really are clueless, aren't you? And you call me an idiot."

"What?" I asked and puffed up my cheeks, acting as if I was angry.

"That angel who is the possessor of those violet eyes is... you..."