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In the late evening the sun has Unhurriedly set behind the evergreen heels and projected it's lots last beams of sunlight on the tall looming building what was left of it was a colour blended conglomerate a skiy which for a moment was a majestic blend of burning colours challenged by an all cyanic colours there where colours that look at stretched sumdged even. Like brush strokes that look layered. A chilling zypher was carried from the northeast but it feel it was more so here whistle to indicate the arrival of winters worth that day night came as early early as the the cold it was as though the sun grew weaker. There was not terrible blizzard, but it also left a chance of getting the full it just was cold. The kind of cold that sinks its teeth inof your fingers. The sun was almost gone, and flaming red, orange and magneta don't swear over taken by the overwheelming ultramarine sky by that time, lammapassts of saffron lights hate a small town with twitched needing more time to park up. Of course. Fall sun hovering the hub the pale fall sun folks gathered themselves in a well -known well -heated fast -food restaurant somes.drowned in trignis and misery misery. Where in the vehicles glowing of the traffic light., they white, with hands on the steering wheel, for that light to go from on authoritatione red to a lenient green . Traffic was slow but not time Consuming. There were a little less cars driving at that time, after all peapla needed to be some where rechale thought tha. Same too . Near tha traffic light stood a brunette, ligh colour, going women, rechale Paterson an observer what doing artist research . She was a month away from being 17; certainly never 'felt' like that age but it was like my other age sooner or later she will get used to it. She had that face with made you think she was. She was good -hearted strong. Indriving. However, thethought her self lesser than what she's worth. She had an encroachment for art, photography to be exact . And right there, she sort of wished she had her phone to tack pictures of the sunset and it's many hose tha imagined righ there that when God created everything. He most have thought in sunset was one'of his favourite design.