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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020
Submitted to Contest #63
The cold chill of the crisp autumn air brushed against her freezing face. Her dirty-blonde hair whipped around her head freely, as she carelessly attempted to get it away from her mouth with her thin, purple gloves. The beautifully colored autumn leaves whipped around with the rhythm of her hair, some detaching from their branches. Β The sky was a bright baby blue, with few clouds to be discovered. It was just a typical autumn day, with squirrels running around gathering acorns, people out and about conversating, and flowers desperately ...
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