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A beatiful blue sky and a ray of light, and hope. He opened his curtain, and the face of angel itself looked upon him. Cloud of blue, waterly blue of dream and innocence. Commotion of thought, sanity, and never ending sacrifice. History and struggle, mixed into one, a bastillion of resounding cries and legacy of ancestral dream. The sound of the very surrounding itself, heavily weighting down upon him. And with that within his mind, he closed the window, embroided with a mix of green and red imperial and royal embroidery. Left hand reaching towards his official pen, right hand reaching towards his handkerchief. He sobbed.
And he sobbed convulsively, yet softly.
The rite of passage and dignity. Sadness of a thousand waves, engulfed upon him, bearing down his old age, marking the end of his past youth. His dignified head was down, signalling the coming of his time. He sobbed, and sobbed yet even more.
A knock on the door once. He stopped suddenly. A knock on the door twice, he looked up and put his white watery handkerchief back within his own soft pocket. he straightened his glasses, and walked towards the door he did. Whereas upon the reaching of the brown imperial and royal ambassadorial colour, that very rite of passage engulfed upon him.
"Alas, it has finally come to this..", he thought upon himself most heavily.
He opened the door most eloquently.
A tall and stiff black-haired green-uniformed man, brown skinned and looking none older than fifty at most, that very antithesis, counter-proposition from the wise, ancient man himself. He looked at the opposing individual's eyes; alas, no sense of emotions sense could be trace within his light-brown eyes, signifying that very feature of a hardened man. He looked at the array of medals and glimmering metaphor of chandelier of a manly beauty and pride, and looked away he did.
"Please, come in.", he said in a dignified way.
The man nodded most firmly, and walked beside him, towards the main official desk of the chancellery official main room. They both sat down at an opposing end. The uniformed man looked at him most imperiously. "As you may know, honoured minister, the very reason why I..," and with that he stopped and looked at the old dignified man, "am here at this exact moment in time is due to the very fact that His Imperial and Royal Majesty, himself..", he stopped briefly yet again, right hand reaching towards his right upperfront pocket, just beside the utmost and decoration of gold medal, "has issued this letter to you most honoured minister, to represent his sovereignty and grace.."
And with that the dignified wise man stood up most abruptly, without further ado, alas reading the document in the first place.
"How dare you..! Do you think that of all the devil below this very honourable world and that fiery pit of the satanic underworld itself that you are the one who perpetrated all this lobbying and most... abominable act of wanton aggression..!", he pointed at the uniformed man most furiously.
"Do you know what would be the result of this..? Millions of innocent men and women will be hurt..! The very sanctity of the holy soul itself..! Tarnished without any hope and return at all!Her graceful soul. The most graceful and angelic Dual Imperial Monarchy's reputation and innocence.. Ruin..! You, of all devil and satanic breed of hellish wanton and menace itself, should have known of the very tragic and utmost consequences of this action of yours..!"
And with that he sobbed most passionately, yet even then his dignified and refined manner has not ruined his charisma and surrounding charm of aura, to the amusement of the uniformed man opposing him, still sitting within his side of the brown and comfortable leather armchair.
"I believe that you will know what to do next.. honoured minister", he sniggered most softly, and with that, he put the embroided documents, and finally, brown official letter on that very brown desk, dividing that very youth of dashing and courageous opportunism, and the old-wise age of sadness and regret.
The uniformed man left the office, and closed the door with a soft force of rigidity and firmness. The old man, stopped crying, and opened the window, for the second, and last time. He then picked the letter, signed the deep brown and most beatifully decorated letter, and put it upon his fax machine. And with that, the innocence of angel itself has been broken.
He looked at the blue sky, once again. Sadness, grief, and regret. And with that, he closed the window.
Dual Imperial Monarchy of Anagonia-Yohannes
Kaiserliche und Königliche Monarchie
Audemus jura nostra defendereTo : Associated Representative. Department of Foreign Affairs. United Kingdom of Globexanter.
From : Syahnan Soeharto. Imperial and Royal Minister of Foreign Affairs. The Dual Imperial Monarchy.
Subject : Diplomatic Communique'
Dear sir and/or madam
For a long time indeed, the United Kingdom of Globexanter has been the recipient upon a significant amount of various economic programme(s) originating from within the Dual Imperial Monarchy's central banking institution. Through close partnership and a strategic association of fund and base borrowing plan, I and my colleague Sri Mulyani Indrawati, Head of the Imperial Financial and Trade Ministry, has watched together as, year after year, a strong annual economic growth and the development and consolidation of the Globexanterian economy progressed, most solidly.
The Reserve Bank of Indonesia, the second largest financial and central monetary authority in the world, in close partnership with the Protectorate of Lyras's Lambda Financial and the government of New Azura's EAGLE Financial, has poured upon billions of Universal Standard Dollar upon the Globexanterian economy, in the hope that an economic prosperity and diplomatic camaraderie, will benefit the democratic government of Globexanter in itself, and in the hope of furthering diplomatic ties, and solidly established the United Kingdom of Globexanter as a benevolently positive member of the international community.
However, we have seen, finally and sadly, of what the current Globexanterian government stood for. To say the least that I, and the current government that i represents, feels a sense of diplomatic betrayal and loss of trust upon the chain of intergovernmental camaraderie, regardlessly broken without any regard at all by the current government of the Globexanterian Kingdom, surely has set a light upon the very purpose of this diplomatic letter.
Billions of Universal Standard Dollar has been wasted, efforts thrown into a deep pit of betrayal and self-grandeur of a sense of fallacy and fatal grandeur, the United Kingdom of Globexanter has finally decided to broke our long-held camaraderie, and decided that the very barbaric practise of slavery itself, would be practised within its national sovereignty. While the Dual Imperial Monarchy has rarely ever ventured out of its way to deal with petty matters and minor power squabbling and irrelevant nation's dealing with each other, we however, cannot turn our back upon this one.
From this day, hereby let it be known that a state of official economic embargo has been placed upon the Globexanterian economy. All corporations within the Dual Imperial Monarchy, will be given the full authority to purchase as much share(s) of Globexanterian companies operating within the Dual Imperial Monarchy as possible, seizing the Globexanterian companies in the process.
While the Reserve Bank of Indonesia will honour its pact not to touch nor damage any Globexanterian fund within the system of electronic registry at all, the Dual Imperial Monarchy as a whole however, will freeze all economic development and past and/or current economic aid towards your barbaric kingdom.
The Reserve Bank of Indonesia, furthermore, in co-operation and assisted with the current massive multi-trillion's amount of gold reserve held by the Dual Imperial Monarchy, combined with the potential of the second largest monetary authority in the world, third largest financial monetary authority, and largest monetary authority in the world, shall flood the Globexanterian internal market system as never seen before in the history of mankind. Inflation shall run rampant. Disease shall break your barbaric regime. Your currency shall be worthless, and your government shall fall.
The United Kingdom of Globexanter, shall be vanguished from this very world we walked upon, tamed like a beast, once and for all.
If this, still do not deter your current government and its barbaric associated representative within twenty-four hours' notice. It shall be known, for the first, and hopefully last time of the Dual Imperial Monarchy of Anagonia-Yohannes's history, that a state of war shall exist.
This is not a warning. This is a promise.
Sincerely Yours
Minister of Foreign Affairs
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