Prologue

"As it was the only colour she could see."

It's cold. The froideur hangs above you like a heavy, steel curtain that you cannot move. You're broke, have no house and live on the street. No one knows you, and there's no one you can run to. You made large mistakes. Your reputation doesn't let you fix your life. Alone. So why not try together?

Because the fire - the pessimistic, ruthless, and fearful colour is the only colour you can see. And it's the only one you rely on, too.