The early morning sun shone through the gray sky turning it all shades of the spectrum. A boy and a girl walked wearily down a quiet street. Their clothes streaked with soot and ash. Nobody passing them took any notice, even though they looked lost and neglected. the older one - a boy, looked drawn and wary. His companion - a younger girl, just looked tired and miserable. Both looked out of place ona quiet steet early in the morning but they didn't care - not one bit.

around the corner a large tree caught the boy's eye. He motioned his find toward the girl who just nodded and kept on walking. As they drew closer, they saw that around the tree was a playground adn some picknick tables. Each last one was cover in grafitti, layer one after one - each one struggling for thier intentional use. As they sat down on the closest table the girl sighed and put her head down on the table. She closed her eyes, her last memorie for the day a simple warming shot of the boy and a warming day in the park.