3 October 2012
Slowly the leaves fall from the trees and hit the concrete ground. The leaves look like a vibrant fire on top of bark. Autumn is here, and soon the trees will be bare, and no more fire, just a cold tree of nothing.
It's October 3rd, last month of Autumn, and that means Winter. Cold, dark winter. But one thing almost everyone looks forward, New Years and Christmas, but, that is another opuss, don't you agree?
Autumn • Opuss № I