Sarah wonders what kind of topic she could choose to make a passable blog post today. Sarah remembers fondly her third-person-intro days and decides to reinstate that practice. She isn't quite sure how this blog is gonna turn out to be, but will just go with it.
Sarah has been informed that she is to drop everything and continue the story started at this post: http://larienvalar.blogspot.com/2010/05/storytelling-time-shut-up-sare-im.html
And so she does.
As it turned out, the reason the funny-looking men were arguing because one group of them had declared that the sky was exactly the color of an amethyst, while another group decided that the sky more resembled Violet Beauregard. This was the beginning of the Great War of Colors that lasted many years and ran many potato farmers out of business.
Amid the Great War of Color, no one noticed the small bunch of the funny-looking men that saw the sky as a sapphire. They were mostly written off as crazy, and faded from thought.
The people dreaming this hardly cared what exactly the fight was about, they only wished it to stop disrupting their otherwise peaceful sleep. None of them would stop dreaming though; bad things happened to people when they stopped dreaming.
Currently, one particular person was in a rather intense argument with one of the funny-looking people of her dreams. She crossed her arms, glaring at the leprechaun, and said, "...
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