• Once there was a large, majestic tree. It may not have been the oldest tree, but it was strong. In the summer, the beginning, the tree was almost glowing with life and love. Beautiful growing green leaves, each unique but yet so alike, mingled together in their branches, like old friends. But then, whispering began among them. The autumn winds began to rustle the leaves. Some became violent colors against the soft beauty of the tree. These leaves began to leave the tree, without a single look back. They floated away, never to return. The tree looked disasterous, destroyed, ashamed. What could have possibly made the leaves go?
    Cold destroys...destroys love, destroys hope, destroys friendship...or was it friendship?
    Everything good must eventually
    ~Fall~