Glimpse of Fall

秋天的一瞥

A shawl draped over her shoulders, her chest and face still able to catch the light autumn tan of the soft setting sun. Anna always enjoyed such moments of solitude and autumn silence. The wind playfully tore the last leaves from the trees, twirling them into little dances around her feet. Anna breathed in the cold, clear air, and her heart, as if responding to this awakening, began to beat faster.