After the party was over.
“Wow! Yesterday! What was that all about? Nobody told me that it would end like that! And when! At exactly eleven. On the eleventh day of the eleventh month of the eighteenth year (or is it nineteenth? What does the year nineteen hundred count as?)
Anyway, the twentieth century can now get on with things in a calmer, happier way. These last four years (and a bit) not having been totally a waste of lives.
I bet that in a hundred years they will be looking back upon this “Great War” as the one that finally got people to come together in search of a better world for everybody.”