by ~TheStrangerInTheFog on deviantarts



You walked slowly in the gentle breeze, the wind whipping your (h/c) hair around your face as anda took in your beautiful surroundings. The leaves were turning emas and gently floated to the ground, like little people dancing gracefully in the cold wind. anda sighed contentedly; anda wanted nothing lebih than to be doing exactly as anda were everyday. However, today was an exception; every other hari anda were piled high with work, often times staying up into the wee hours of the morning just to finish your mounds of paperwork.
Lost in thought, anda almost ran into...