Silly Things

Color

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Thanks all! 

Chapter 1 

It was a frigid winter's day in the city of New York. Intricate snowflakes glided lightly down from the overcast, yet still bright, afternoon sky, dancing with haunting elegance between the towering buildings before settling gently down on the layer of cottony snow that already smothered the outlying streets.

A small car, old, dilapidated and slightly rusted from the touch of the sea breeze, turned off the highway bridge into the city, and the two passengers noticed with mixed feelings how the surroundings suddenly changed from the lush greenery of the hinterlands to the harsh concrete structures of a city.