Autumn Romane & Geschichten

The autumn air grew cold and bitter late that autumn, clinging to the edges of the cottage where Adrian and Elara wrapped themselves in a woollen shawl of warmth. Leaves blew outside, whirling from the bare trunks of trees to the ground like nature's goodbye before winter arrived. Adrian's weathered hand rested against hers, his fingers following the curve of her knuckles as they soaked in a silent by the fire.

Autumn Emily's POV Aran's full council of eight Alphas arrived in the autumn when the hills were going gold and the packhouse had the specific quality it had in autumn — the warmth of a community that had spent a summer running at full pace and was settling into the more interior rhythms of the season without losing any of the quality that the summer's work had produced.

— no doubt one of the neighbors is hoping to get some yard work done. It was a Saturday right in the middle of September — the welcome transition between summer and fall when the weather was neither hot nor cold, just pleasant. The eighteenth of September; a few days away from the twenty-first, the technical first day of autumn, yet the sun shined outside as if it couldn't care less. The eighteenth of September. My birthday.

Each season has a special power. Spring is equal to the strength of the wind. But even more powerful like a tornado. Then Winter, the season that has the same power as water, the mighty power of ice perfecting water. Autumn belongs to the power of the earth. This tremendous power can create an earthquake. Last summer, the fire generated by this force could heat volcanic lava.

I think I slept. What a day. *** The trees, the grass, the garden..... The beautiful scenery in front of me demanded my attention as I watched the wild life interact. A doe and it's fawn made their way to the stream cautiously but something happened. It was like mother nature didn't want them to survive. The river started to run dry. The water decreasing at an unusual pace. The doe runs off. Leaving her little one behind. I felt a sharp pain in my chest region as I heard the sorrowful cry of the young fawn started making sorrowful noises. The clouds darkened. The wind soared, picking up leaves and uprooting weak shrubs. The fawn mysteriously disappeared. Even with the impeding storm, I didn'

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MIXED emotions of wonder crossed Eleand’s face when they reached the mountainous part of the Autumn Region. They walked for over an hour after Zanti’s teleportation, but he did not have the slightest idea what they were searching for. Everywhere he looked, the plants and trees were in the season of fall. The leaves were red and yellow, while the other trees were completely out of leaves.