The golden leaf drifted on the wind. It took its time before it landed on the hard, cold ground. The red-orange forest shook like an earthquake and the rest of the leaves immediately dropped to the ground.
It whispered, "Winter is coming..."

The golden leaf drifted on the wind. It took its time before it landed on the hard, cold ground. The red-orange forest shook like an earthquake and the rest of the leaves immediately dropped to the ground.
It whispered, "Winter is coming..."
She held the impossible fruit in her hands. The Seer's Apple, the food of knowledge. What would she see? What did the future hold for the realm? Could she live with it?
There was only one way to find out.
She breathed deep, then took a bite. It tasted sweet
Morning mist lifts
revealing the summit
an adroit monk finding
a narrow passage amid ridges,
higher up
exceptional alpinists traverse
volatile avalanches & crevasses
inspiring aspiring climbers
sundial marks their turning point
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"Forest's haunted."
The mage rolled her eyes. "I do not detect any otherworldly spirits."
The rogue pointed upwards. The leaves rustled, the branches bobbed up and down, despite having no wind. "Then explain THAT. I'm telling ya, forest's haunted."
The seers saw a message in every bit of nature. One of them noticed that the #migration of birds began earlier in the year. They took it as an ominous omen.
The rest of the world shrugged and went on. It didn't affect their daily lives, so a strange quirk didn't matter to them.
Tainted blueberries cling
to the messy woody shrubs,
waxwings and thrushes migrate
navigating hidden crossings,
an empty bird feeder longing
for fledglings’ naivety,
evoking autumnal melancholy.
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Both at Dusk & Dawn
Twilight sighs out in cool breaths
In the pastel shades
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An Empty nest is found, after the Swallows take flight. Another reminder that the seasons have changed
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A melange of painted canoes
pulled ashore lines the waterfront
beside weathered turning stile,
toads leap toward the riverside
dried haystacks whisper to the wind,
afternoon slips unhurriedly
through the verdant farmlands
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Autumn in July...that was unheard of. The leaves turned at the height of summer. The mages felt the warmth being leeched from the land.
"We're heading North," my master said.
"Do you think the cause is there?" I asked.
"We shall find out. Pack a warm sweater."
The town came alive as night fell. The aroma of wood smoke and apples and cinnamon came from the inns. The recent rains brought the smell of damp soil from the gardens. The signs of the coming autumn and the upcoming magic of the land.
"Hey, Ma, what's in this #cider?"
She winked. "A few spices, some bits and bobs from the bounty of the earth. Guaranteed to warm your stomach and your toes. Drink up, loves, it's cold outside."
She chuckled and finished her glass and poured more. Ma always knew what was needed.
She smiled as the princes raced between the trees. They jumped into piles of leaves, scattering red and orange #foliage everywhere. The groundskeepers sighed in exasperation and got out their rakes.
A perfect autumn day. The land had been good to them.
Silvery lake shimmers
new currents meander
where amorous swans entwine,
lush foliage's fragrant flowers
cascade on serene moonglade,
she nestled in his comforting love
his soft hugs&kisses
make her blush gently
tender romance flourishes
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"Did you have the same dream? The mysterious door?"
"Yes. It seems that everyone in town had the dream." The wizard steepled his fingers. "Can you describe yours?"
"An elaborate golden door, with a silver knob, with no key, leading into a dark room..."
"Aye, that's the same. Curious."
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"It's a natural #sundial. All you have to do is measure the sun's shadow. It is accurate to the second." The elder gestured all around them. "Thus sprung up the Cult of Time, and they built the temple around it."
She nodded. Time marched on, heedless of their worship and prayers.
There was no rhyme or reason to it. As the land went dormant in the autumn, it gave up its magic. Some areas experienced a surge of it, others were left untouched.
She woke up one morning and found she could start the morning hearth with a mere touch. She stared in awe and fear.
They found a warm #haystack in a barn. It wasn't the best of accommodations, but it was soft and warm.
"The farther we get from the castle, the better," the knight said. "Get some rest, your Grace."
She nodded and yawned. Tomorrow would dawn all too early.
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The Trees surrounded
By the Maple's Falling leaves
Autumnal color
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