Hello

I am Katrina, a member of the stretch group.
I am going to try break all of Elmore Leonard's 10 rules and see if my writing is still okay (at some points I have purposefully broken them in a humourous way.
The wind whistled through the trees, fingering its icy fingers across the straining trees. Swirling down, the flakes of snow danced and alighted on the waving branches. "Itsa snowinga!" the Italian boy expressed excitedly, as he danced in the flurries. The boy placed a hand on his well shaped, brown haired head, in a motion of disbelief .
This was the first snow in 20 years. But why?
On this prolouge, I have broken rule 1, 2, 3,4 5, 7, 8, 9, and maybe 10.

Thingymabob stroked his well shaped goatee and pondered the question that had been hammering his head for many years: Why is there no snow in Squidaton? 
The last snow was years ago! On that fateful day, the snow had hit the town. Suddenly, all hell broke loose! The villagers had celebrated for a day and a night. But then, although it still snowed, the celebration had stopped, for some mysterious reason.  Their home town was raddled with mysteries like this. And so forth began an adventure that would whirl the citizens of Squidgaton into a terrifying adventure that would change their lives forever...

On this second prologue  I have broken all of them, especially the prologue one (doing two prolouges). 
Katrina *******