One Autumn Leaf の小説・ストーリー

“Must you always do that, little one.” ~O~O~O~ WEEKS continued to flow by in the river of time. More and more leaves changing from green to reds, yellows, and oranges and then fluttering to the ground. The days were often clear and bright, the sky a calm blue as relaxing rays of warm sunlight mediated the cool autumn breeze. All able villagers worked in the ripened fields and orchard, harvesting rice and fruit.

Because for some reason he believed; She was his responsibility. The old, yellow and brown leaves hustled in the wind, as the sounds of dead, weak trees, creak at every push the wind gave. It's the end of fall and the air is colder than an ice cube, as it climbs through my jacket to the bottom of my spine. Most of the leaves are already gone. And the sight of every living thing coming to an end, depresses me. The crumpling of the brown stiff leaves creates a home to many animals that need a place to hid during this time of empty sorrow.

In this world, you were alive and well, new appearance but the same consciousness. It begins with an old poem. Which goes like this: •10 Birds flew upon a gallows tree with no Leaves. As they glanced at a haven with no Angels to seize.• •∆° Ever wondered about the leaves that fell from those Autumn trees. As they tried to hold onto the twigs whilst still floating in the air with the need to surpass the force of gravity, falling swiftly to the ground. Just to Find those yester-week leaves laying still as if awaiting trial. Until they lost hope and eventually grew pale for they were once green. Where did they head to? for a week later 20 of them are missing some replaced by others who'd forgon

A yawn escaped me as I stood on the paved road in front of my apartment building at five-fifty. Yes, I was ten minutes early for I didn't wanna anger the tycoon any more than he already was. A cold breeze blew past me, raising the hairs at the back of my neck. Holy pumpkins! A shudder rippled through me as my hands shot up, rubbing my arms warm. It was almost the end of September and the beginning of fall. The yellowish hues in the leaves apprised of that.

It was warm that day. I don't usually track time, but according to the calendar at the motel's front desk, September was ending. Autumn. I looked around and just noticed how the leaves of the trees were slowly turning into different shades of yellow and rust. If we weren't on a run, going out on a walk with Dylan with our fingers intertwined like this would make a nice date. The thought made me blush.

The views in the city of Azura were breathtaking, and nothing could beat the crunch of the leaves beneath her feet as she walked, and it seemed that the huffing wind was too lazy to scatter the leaves. One of these days, she planned to go on a countryside tour with her husband, Kenneth McBride to enjoy the breathtaking scenery. Autumn was a season for a fresh start or new beginnings, and it was just one of the reasons why Sabrina Hart loved autumn so much. Temperatures began to fall after the intense heat of summer, and trees that were once green burst into brilliant gold, red, and orange hues.

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.

Edeline Outside, the moon had finally risen above the treetops, casting a soft glow that filtered through the leaves, which fluttered and danced in the gentle breeze. Autumn was approaching, its presence evident in the crisp air and falling leaves. The moonlight illuminated my room with a calming, ethereal glow. I stared up at the moon, wishing for healing, hoping for strength. I needed to develop a stronger will. I pleaded silently for a solution, for a way to address all the mistakes and find a path through this painful situation.

She pointed to one of the drawings of a leave floating in the air, it appeared to be quite windy as many leaves were lifted in the air instead of attached to their branches. “It’s a Maple tree leaf, commonly found in parts of Europe, Asia and Canada. They turn bright orange in Autumn so my guess is that wherever this tree is, it’s Spring or Summer.” We all stared as Jasper educated us on the tree in the image and recalled seeing it in pictures. “Well that narrows it down some, how do you know so much about maple trees?” Alpha Devin chuckled.

Atlas just had a calm expression on his face, even when he closed his eyes, she didn't know what he was thinking. If you say women's thoughts are like finding a needle in a haystack, then men's thoughts are very deep and difficult to understand. She didn't look at him anymore but stood up and walked under the tree canopy. The weather is now autumn and every maple leaf is falling. She unconsciously raised her hand waiting for a maple leaf to fall. The falling speed of the leaf was neither fast nor slow, it fell into her hand for about three seconds. She gently stroked the leaf a few times. The color of the leaf was dark red. There were also a few drops of rainwater seeping into her hand, feel