The coldest day of this winter was nearing dusk and all those cars in the city of New York that were usually gleaming fleek in the sunshine were half drowned with the wheels stuck inside cloggy sand bogs.

Beads of water dribbled continuously from the dark clouds , cascading slowly on the misty ice cold windows.

Ruby red leaves swaying gently from tall sugar maple trees due to fall and a few of them ripping off the feeble doddering branches...
The redwood valley which was emerald green a few days back turned crimson red due to the incessant plummeting of leaves from the palm trees . The blood red leaves hid the whole valley leaving not a speckle uncovered .

Many such ramifications cluttered the village of Greigsville serving as an evidence to yestreen's storm . This valley had always been a deserted place with no one to footprint it , except a precociously stunning girl Bella Fredrick who was as beautiful as the light of the day , whose fair complexion would triumph over snow , with hair as black as night, with the brightest eyes as blue as the ocean , with blood red lips holding the morning sun within her smile.

This nonpareil beauty , now with a woebegone scruffy appearance , dressed in rags , her hair tied up in a mess , with an ill-lit face showing sombre expression , gently lay on the ground resting her head on an old white oak tree's broken bark , with dewy eyes concealing the tears within , second by second growing more maudlin , by dint of some reminiscent thoughts revolving around haunting old events , etched in her heart since a biennium.

Bella was down in the doldrums with melancholic air surrounding her. The fatigued lady lifted herself up arduously and lay down on the sand wetted by the waves of Rousse's beach , fixing her eyes on the drifting oak leaves along the tides , dolefully lamenting a dirge with her voice , as sweet as honey , mellifluosly ,
"....those good old days...
....will never come back..."
She closed her swollen eyes overwhelming with tears , simultaneously singing that evocative song and took a trip down the memory lane to those good, old days described previously by her nostalgic dirge.