She walked with care.

She walked with care, her tender steps leaving not so much as a footprint in the rubble strewn ground. Before her, the street went on for miles, stretching until it connected with the grey skies and formed a horizon.

On either side of her stood the burned out shells of what had once been magnificent blocks of apartment blocks, now reduced to nothing more than charred skeletons, mere reminders of the radiant wealth they had represented.

She pulled dug her hands deep into her pockets, searching for any warmth her worn coat could offer. The cold wind stung her face, sending tears cascading across her porcelain white skin. As the made her was along the stretch of cracked pavement that had once been a main street, a light flurry of snow began to fall around her, the flakes falling slowly, spiraling, and finally melting on the ground.