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[telyanofcelore]

 So, masterofmidgets had a title, and she asked me for some help to come up with a plot for it. The title is Where The Leaves Go In Autumn, and we're both going to write something for it, since she came up with something other than what I suggested, which is good, because I kind of wanted to keep it. Here's the beginning:

There are days when the world is suspended, wrapped in something intangible that filters the light into fragile streams. Words hang in the air too long. For once there's enough time to look at everything.

Colors fractalize the landscape into photographs.