Blue

It was just an average day. Autumn leaves falling ever so slowly, marking the roads ever so colorful. Everything appeared normal for once. It was the best my world had to give towards normalcy. Even the illusion of everything being fine was more reassuring than nothing. At least I could see the sun try to sparkle through the gaps in the clouds. At least the wet, dreary, gloom had faded into something calmer.

But that was just it, we were hitting the calm before the storm. A storm Blue had never ever witnessed in its lifetime. It would take a hundred lifetimes to forget the tragedies that were about to unravel in my hometown.