Tuesday, July 2, 2013

The October Game

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 with spring.

But, it was a little different tonight. There was a feeling of autumn coming to last a million years.

There would be no spring.

Ray Bradbury

 Image by nico govoni.


Sara said...

Well, dang.

Rot said...

For anyone interested in this story by Bradbury, here's the link: