Falling Leaves Novel Novels & Stories

The soil was wet with mist, and the air damp with dew. Droplets of water rolled down the leaves of trees, dropping to the ground and forming small puddles of water. Fallen leaves were crumpled under Micah's feet as she walked through the forest. The morning was young, the sky still heavy with the pale hush of dawn. Dew clung to every leaf and blade of grass, shimmering faintly as the first fingers of sunlight began to pierce through the canopy.

She almost anticipated a quick movement in the underlay and a small set of eyes peering up at her from a darkened nook, although no little creatures actually appeared. Old, knotted and knobby tree trunks held up a canopy of leaves in an array of fall colours. Red, yellow, orange and brown leaves rustled in the breeze and danced their way to the ground. A misty dampness encircled the roots and rose from the warmth of the rocky earth. Cooper inhaled deeply and took in the sweet smell of rot that marked the fall season. She stretched, feeling rejuvenated by the fresh air, and started off. This was unfamiliar territory, but she vaguely remembered that there had been water of some kind that the c

Dawn hovered on the edge of the night, soft and uncertain. At the fence, he paused. “I’ll be back tomorrow,” he said. I nodded. “Me too.” As we parted ways, I realized something quietly, something that settled deep in my chest. I was becoming that girl. The one in the novel that falls in love with a boy and suddenly readjusts her whole life, resets her focus all thanks to him. Probably loses her senses in the process. And I'm afraid I don't mind

One single, golden-brown leaf drifted down from the canopy, landing in the grey mud. We had traded our magic for our lives, and now we had to learn how to live in a world that could die. "Let the leaves fall, Nathaniel," I said, my voice a steady, amber resonance. "It’s about time we saw the spring." The aventure with the sight of the pack huddling together for warmth around the fires of the harbor. The White Wolf was no longer a Queen of the Stars, but she was the mother of a world that was finally, truly, its own.

The autumn air showed a crispness to it as Nathan and Rose stepped out from their home. The falling leaves were colored vibrantly, dropping a very picturesque setting for the day ahead of them. Right from the break of dawn, Nathan had planned something special that was going to bring them closer and deepen their bond. Rose's mind was quite curious in thought as she anticipated the day's activity.

I didn't want to see any more of his messages nor hear my phone ring ever again. I sat on my bed, unmoving for the whole night. Even as the sky outside turned pale with the first light of dawn, sleep never came. Instead, my mind drifted back to the first time I met him. The memory was still vivid. It was at a debate competition. I had supported the idea of love growing over time, tearing apart the opposition's case piece by piece. And Zachary—he had been their first speaker. The day he confessed to me, it had rained heavily. But no amount of rain could put out the fire in his eyes.

Showing a capacity worthy of the title of Luna Queen was the only way for me to gain recognition. The strong wind made the leaves sway, some of the leaves could not continue to hold on to the branches and were forced to fall. A leaf grazed my face and fell to the ground. Looking at the ground covered with leaves, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief in my heart.

Ten Years Ago - Age Eighteen Less than a month into the first semester of college and it was possible I might have to drop out. I watched the leaves just beginning to change from my bedroom window. A beautiful death in yellow and orange and red. Some were starting to fall already, as if a prelude to the news we'd received today.

I spoke quietly, then walked out of the house and stood a few inches away from the house looking around at those wet lands and homes that were almost demolished from yesterday. I saw a leaf fall from a big tree beside me, I touched it lightly with my fingertips, to burn it all, to hold its ashes firmly in my hand, and to close my eyes and think to myself... No Olivia No, you didn't just do that, remember you didn't do this.. That's why you opened... My eyes are quiet and I open my hand quietly I don't find the ashes of a leaf To look around me quietly for those empty streets, I took a deep breath and started walking to school...

With everything that was happening, I didn't find the time anymore. I watched as the wind shuffled the browning leaves on the trees that lined the sidewalk. Those leaves fell to the ground as if they were confetti decorating the floor. Fall was in full swing with the flowers that were planted all over the park slowly losing their lives and the once striking green grass drying out and becoming brown.