Weaving in and out of traffic, at speeds which made him nothing more than a blurr to the seemingly still and oblivious motorists, the Red Wind made his way to his rendezvous with his lady - the Yellow Damsel who brought the smile back on his face and brightened his darkest nights.
As numerous lamp posts flashed by, and countless traffic left in his wake, a sudden realization struck the Red Wind; he was passing - running - by many familiar places. Places that bore witness to his long and painful transformation from being the Red Knight to the Red Wind that he is right now. Passing by a lumbering truck, the Red Wind's vision began to lose color and hue... to be replaced by shades of sepia found only in old photographs.
Before he knew it, the Red Wind found himself running the same old routes that he used to run as the Red Knight once again. Passing by all those places, he saw images of each scene from his past: a Red Knight joyfully racing with his queen as if in a dance; the White Queen's betrayal to her Knight; the Knight exacting vengeance on his former queen; the Knight's fatal crash; his rebirth as the Red Wind; his short-lived and insincere reconciliation with his former queen; his chance encounters with the Yellow Damsel; and his decision to finally move on...
The sepia shade finally faded away... Giving way to the colors that it temporarily pushed aside. The Red Wind was back in his reality. He realized that each image that he saw and passed by reminded him of the lessons that he learned... and of the mistakes that he should avoid repeating... Flooring the accelerator, the Red Wind smiled as he sped into the night to meet with his Yellow Damsel.
In another part of town, a woman leaned on her sunny colored vehicle, gently smiling as she awaited for the arrival of her Red Wind.
