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The leaves rustled as the wind picked them up and blew them around him. He closed his eyes, breathing in deeply as the fresh air reached his face.

The leaves swirled up and around him, enclosing him. They just barely brushed his skin, and he felt a strange sense of power growing in the air around him.

He opened his eyes. He felt more alive than he had in years, free of all worries. He was content just to look at the leaves, vibrant in orange, red, and yellow, as they spiralled up and away from him.

The leaves passed away from him and hung in the air, still held aloft by whatever mysterious power had entered the forest.

Slowly, he reached up and touched one finger to the bottommost leaf. A strange sensation ran through his hand and down his arm, and he gasped.

The leaf he had touched fell down upon him. Before he could so much as blink, the others were following. One by one, the leaves landed upon him, sliding off of his head and back.

The leaves fell to the ground, but something of them remained behind. He could feel it--the same power he had felt in the leaves was clinging to him now.

When the last leaf had fallen to the ground, he stood very still for a minute, and then he fell to the ground in a sudden swoon.