An Autumn Corner
An orange autumn. It is already cool and quiet. An orange sunset. Large mushrooms are growing. There are columns, built by someone unknown. And trees, stripped of their leaves. An autumn wind—cool. Everything around is covered in orange leaves. Even in the air, leaves seem to hang—somewhere off in the distance.
Leaves and mushrooms. This is autumn. You woke up here, and now you wander about. No one told you how to leave this place, or how you arrived. You simply woke up here one day—just now. And here you are. It is a quiet place. Autumn.
There is plenty of open space here. Beneath your feet, nothing but orange leaves. You approach a mushroom. The wind begins to blow—then it stops. You stop, too. You and the wind—are you connected somehow? Probably not. It’s just the wind. It’s only a dream—a dream about autumn. Where were you yesterday? I don’t remember. Today, it is an autumn park—a park that seems infinite.
This is a corner of the park, yet the park itself is endless. It expands like the universe, growing constantly at its edges. You appeared in a corner, but now, everything is growing everywhere. All around, there are leaves—a mist made of leaves.
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