With life there is destruction that follows but even the most grainy As the sun dissipates it takes with it the light of tranquility it casts over the land and leaves behind a cold, harsh, bitter wind... The sky turned to a darker shade of gray and it begain to rain, but al- though the weather turned for the worse it was somehow peaceful... After the rain I could see clearly, but that calm tender rain only left ruin... I felt different from my normal self I felt flat...