Mysterious Purple

The deepest, richest shade of purple.
It resonated in the bones of
The people who had only seen beige for who knew how long.
They bowed as the girl walked past
Mysterious and bright as a single shining star.
And she smiled and swished her beautiful purple velvet dress
It caught the light, somehow
And the people sucked in their breath at the sight of the fabric.
It smelled like the sweetest flower
The scent swirled through the air as the people inhaled something other than the smoke they had been breathing for, what?
Eight years now?
The girl in purple was a small beacon of hope
That even in a realm of ugly
One bright color can stand out in the world,
Telling you everything
Will 
Be
All
Right.