Rose it was painted; that naked ray for a new day, of welcoming a new day which began to pierce in such a wintry way yet lack the color of snowflakes just yet, just never be there. All the nuances they felt at this moment; it was all presenting together. A cold echo, that which struck lightly on skin, evoking a gentle goosebumps and a harmless shiver. Blurry sight, that which accompanied every steps taken, no longer alone however, for more rhythms were joining in... synchronizing together on the quiet sidewalk; strolled down towards where that lone daytime star would soon expose its bright and warm visage – may soon fade away the mist, and reveal those early birds, walking side by side.