Crimson and gold leaves line the still water, their reflections shimmering like stained glass beneath a soft autumn sun. A cool breeze ripples across the surface, the air feels hushed yet alive, carrying the earthy scent of pine and the faint whisper of change as clouds rush bye.
Crimson and gold leaves line the still water, their reflections shimmering like stained glass beneath a soft autumn sun. A cool breeze ripples across the surface, the air feels hushed yet alive, carrying the earthy scent of pine and the faint whisper of change as clouds rush bye.