A busy road ,lost in the darkness,with some cars passing by,and their flash light at the front side was pretty weak against the power of nature which was escalating in the winter shadows. The  road was pretty empty with those dead cars travelling at this hour of night but there were still people moving around at the sidewalks. Everyone was out for their concern ,for something that had to do with themselves,it was quite observable ,but only for someone who observes.

In the city of Bordeaux in France ,Near the famous Bordeaux Cathedral, there was a girl. Who cares what her name was because she was homeless. The beauty of the little creature seemed to be lost in the dreadful winds of the fate. She was quiet with the hidden screams. Even with the dirt that was printed over her face standing and wandering long by the Cathedral , her beauty was quite appreciative as the bright moon in the dark sky. But who cares about the graceful charming  creature...