Hopes for Winter

[truthchase]

My balcony looks over a dirty little creek, full to overflowing right now from all the rain, and I can hear the water trickling from up here for once. The trees are near to bare, a few golden leaves still clinging to the branches. I can see right across to other people's windows lit golden from within. I can see enough to know other people are

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[rowena_zane]

I could smell hot chocolate when I read this.