Autumn Morning.

The toasted leaves curled in the morning light, rustled by the early breeze. A bird’s chirps and calls were filling the dawn-lit silence, as sunlight peaked through the curtains of the trees. The man stumbled through this unknown territory, basking in the blissful peace he was not accustomed to. His dog bounded out from behind him, damp from a nearby stream. She awakened the dormant woods, throwing herself into piles of leaves and panting with excitement. The man smiled and shook his head at  his dog, his companion, with her endless energy and love of adventure.

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