Path through the Autumn Mist (by ☩ D L Ennis)
Eye of the soul
And we have snow. It's not much, but the air smells of cold. You can feel the Christmas spirit. I can't wait to bake gingerbread cookies and decorate our tiny Xmas tree.-
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