The Burgundy NotebookThe Burgundy NotebookThe Burgundy Notebook8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
By Nellie Melton
The sun dawned on a grey, overcast October day, just like it always had. Instead of songbirds singing cheerily, as one may expect on mornings, one may have heard the lovely sound of traffic, or perhaps crows or other such scavenging animals going through trash cans. Songbirds were a very rare thing to find in such a city. If one were to fly over it, they would be inclined to quickly turn around and fly back from whence they came. It wasnt exactly the prettiest of cities, being as grey and dull as it was, but it was certainly a place for the inhabitants to call home, nonetheless.
Cail awoke at the same time as always, and went about his morning routine. He took a shower, got dressed, combed his hair, ate his breakfast, and gathered all of his things for school; all with a well-practiced efficiency that came from years of doing the exact same thing. After brushing his teeth, he was out the door of the small apartment building, and