A Short Story About two kingdoms

There was a affray on the road. It was the king  from two kingdom. Black and White. "This garrulous buffoon talks our kingdom with vociferate,uncouth,and rambunctious accusation with such an auspicious voice!!" The White said. "I'm just a connoisseur with a great talent as keen as a sleuth. I speak of truth when I say the vacuous castle designs of the white kingdom are plain and full of ennui." said the Black. "I rather quaff wine than hear this garbage!!" Said the White, before leaving. "We Blacks have fastidious and coy taste, I do not blame you if your faineant taste blinds you from true beauty. The storm of. Returning to their own kingdoms, their own castles, their own beds. They realize that it was to light or too dark to see everything. The Black King cannot find his bed in the darkness, while the White King cannot differentiate the wall from the bed. Wanting to get some color from each kingdom, they met again and ask for each others forgiveness. They realize that their color cannot live alone, and they need each other to differentiate one another, since they have their own unique traits.