The moon, with a thin golden gleaming thread hung down the sky- a fine mixture of pale yellow and bloodred, only partly visible through the black floating clouds.A smear of red lightly fused on the surface - slightly twinkling; the only twinkling visible that night. Cold air blew taking with it fallen dried pieces of leaves that lightly sinked on the muddy ground. A distant growl and feeble echoes was heard, then a dead stop. Silence again.It was a deathly still night.Splash! a few drops fell through the night and plop!plop!...