Coran feels like he is in a sea of fog after sleeping for ten-thousand years in cryostasis, with no family left. The sea also comes in his dreams, a foggy mess. Disclaimer - I don't own Voltron: Legendary Defender. This is written for prompt number 250 of my 2017 prompt challenge. The prompt is to use a piece of art from the Romanticism period as inspiration. For this one, I choose the 1818 painting 'Wanderer above the Sea of Fog' by Caspar David Friedrich. This is my second fic for the challenge. I'm working with the Keith and Shiro are brothers theory again, but also the theory that their mother is the former blue paladin.

--COLOURS AU-- Keith is a prince. Princes shouldn't have to deal with Jesters. Especially blue jester. Very especially Lance Mcclain. The kingdoms have been split for many millennia, separated by their respective colours, and by their ever lasting grudge against each other. However, if they wish to save all their kingdoms, a selected warrior, and four other not so warriors, must band together to keep all the colours from draining out of their world. Except they don't get along. To succeed, the five must become friends, life long companions. But how can that happen if everyone just sees their own colour?

*・°☆* Although they were in the depths of space, the stars were made of paper 。.*°☆.。 Hunk teaches the rest of the team to make origami stars -- By PenMelody, beta'd by Skarmoree