Originally posted on Patreon in October 2018 and part of the Great Patreon Crossposting to WordPress.
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Hereâs Autumn in autumn.
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By the nature of her travels, Autumn tended to see places, if she saw them repeatedly, during the same season every year.
So she might have been forgiven for missing this particular place, since for five years, she saw it only in the stage when spring slides into summer.
She thought it a particularly bright place then, cheerful and full of excitement and a little bit too chaotic for her tastes, even when she was feeling a little excited and a little eager. Â She would stay a night, dance in their party – there always seemed to be a party – and move on with a smile, leaving behind one more drawing in their bustling bar.
It was autumn now, coming into the time when she would have to go further south or find a warmer place to settle for a few months, and a broken part in her van had pointed her in a direction she would not normally have taken. Continue reading