A change of pace...
I was running through some old files, and thought this might appeal... LOTHLORIEN: A Tribute to Tolkien The leaves shine like gold in the long light of autumn, adrift upon the last breath of summer, sailing, like kites cut free, taking their own sweet time to come at last to rest... Years and seasons without number crunch in their layers beneath the feet that wander, among the grey-like-silver trees that stand and sigh in autumn's scented air... as if remembering the past... A time there was... Sign in to see full entry.