The Girl With Brown Eyes

08

The crisp autumn air swept me out of reality and I was taken into a new world. The trees no longer looked like trees but appeared as brown, sticklike, things that danced and whirled about everywhere in a somewhat synchronised motion. My heart skipped a beat as I watched thousands of leaves whirl about and fall to the ground so effortlessly it made me jealous. It was all so calm and mesmerising.