Magik
Scattered light spewed in a drizzle through the dusty air. The desolate dirt track was hidden by falls giant orangey red hands, which crunched under foot. The dry Autumn chill was lingering as the last of the summers heat grew weary. The days were diminishing, forever shorter.
The sun sank low over the trees as the last of the school kids stumbled their way home. It was the start of a long cold night. The mellow colours of Autumn quivered as the cold stung all eyes. He stood there in a shabby coat and muffled trainers. Shadows danced around him, looming away from his pale face. He w…