Updated: Sep 21, 2019

The air is brisk, yet not biting. Trees light on fire with color and their leaves crackle beneath your feet like the pages of ancient books long since left unopened. The wind whispers small lullabies to the earth, lulling it to a gentle, snowy sleep. The animals and human hold their collective breath, then exhale; Life carries on.

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