sintel16

* * * I am an Autumn kind of person. Very much so. I love Autumn the most out of all seasons. So many colours and this warm, rusty, amber sun. There are days, I feel like I'm walking inside an amber or in between red and orange flames. And the sounds, those leathery whispers of leaves swirling down from the branches and rustling of these I thread through. The smell of Autumn - like a smell of a book - dry leaves make a whole world smell like a giant library; and the silence. Autumn is the womb of silence. Sometimes, when I walk through the park, I feel like the time has stopped, even the falling leaves float in the middle o the air thick wi