The air is brisk and damp curling the sweetness of rain and forest across your skin to your nose.
The sound of a car speeds by on the wet road but you are already walking with them into the woods to the trail. A stroll in stillness, only the soft breeze at the top of the trees that makes the slightest of a tinkling. your nose is becoming cold, cheeks soon after but you don't mind. It is so nice and peaceful. True bliss. Hushed chatter begins but all you hear is the trickle of a small stream off in the trees. Looking up the red of the leaves are a sharp contrast to the drizzling sky, blinking away the faint mist you continue to gaze at the brightly colored trees. Plucking a leaf to twirl in your gloved fingers. You brush the bold leaf on your frigid cheek, it is soft and plush. Looking back up we are at the car, how time flies when we are at peace. Have a good night love you =)
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