No one remembered the precise day, but everyone agreed it began during the hottest June of the northern hemisphere, with violet.

There had been articles discussing wavelengths, but few understood the science. By the time red disappeared, leaving behind a translucency, the only thing noticeable was the biting cold.

Swapna Sanchita is a poet, storyteller, and educator who studied engineering and management before finding her way back to her first love, literature. Swapna lives in India, with her husband and two sons and loves coffee, chocolates, and books, not necessarily in that order.