He had never liked October. Ever since he had first lay in the autumn
leaves before his grandmother's house many years ago and heard the wind
and saw the empty trees. It had made him cry, without a reason. And a
little of that sadness returned each year to him. It always went away
But, it was a little different tonight. There was a feeling of autumn coming to last a million years.
There would be no spring.
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