Jack, the Master Planner

The sun had already set, and the night had already begun setting in. The weather was cool, quite comfortable for people to walk around.

The wind blew, as the streets were busy with pedestrians moving around. The jam was light, obvious that not many people had gone to work on that day. After all, it was on a weekend.

Even though trees were not many in the city, the wind still managed to blow some leaves to the center of the city. All these leaves were either red, orange, or yellow. Autumn had already set in for a good while now.

In the city, a majestic looking building stood. It was painted blue, red, white, and black. It was a mixture of several colors, but the combination of the colors made it look beautiful.

On the walls of this building, there was an image of an eagle, that was soaring in the air. It was obvious that the owner of the building had hired the best artist possible, who was able to make the eagle look very realistic.