<i>Almost fall again… seasons pass, the year spins out
of control, and here I stand still not sure of which tunic to wear for
tonight. </i><br>
Autumn stood in front of her vast maple wardrobe running her fingers
along the satin, cotton, and lace contents. Burgundies and sky blues, jade
green and coral pink, nothing seemed to fit with the mood she was in.
She pulled a cream colored tunic from the interior and threw it on over
her
tan leather riding pants. <br> <i>Well.. this is as good as it
gets</i> she thought, leaning over a reflective wash basin resting upon
an alabaster
counter. Deciding to not be bothered with trivial things such as jewelry
and hair adornments, Autumn fastened her deep mahogany hair into a low
braid and set off down the porcelain steps. She paused for a moment
looking over the balcony set on the second floor of her Rivendell addition.
The scenery was breathtaking, cascading waterfalls down sheer cliffs
of shale and limestone, the endless green canopy shrouding the haven from
view, the hollowed out caves beckoning adventure, the enchanting palace
gleaming with royalty and mystery. Autumn loved everything she saw,
running her hand along the smooth railing, embedding the moment in
her memory forever. She turned to look upon the peaceful inhabitants taking
mellow walks with their loved ones when she spotted her good friend,
Legolas. <br> “Legolas! Legolas up here!” He turned his wide azure eyes
to her body silhouetted against an opalescent door and smiled warmly.
<br>“Autumn! What luck to run into you, for I am bored to no end and
have no one to keep me company! How would you feel about joining me
for an evening of excitement?” Autumn’s cheeks tingled as she responded
in acceptance to her friend’s unusually courteous offer. She skipped
down the hard steps and into the grassy clearing where Legolas was waiting.
She could remember the first day she laid her olive eyes on his chiseled
features. She recounted how fast she had fallen in love for the seemingly
perfect elf, only to have all her hopes shot down when she found his
love did not reflect hers. <br><i>Sure you’re one of the best Elvin
maidens
I’ve ever had the priviledge of meeting, but truthfully Autumn, I don’t
know you all that well… and well a lot of variables would make this so
hard to
work… I really don’t know what to tell you Autumn, but I’m flattered…
I truly am<br>. How could one person so gracefully break her heart,
using
the politest terms possible? She wracked her brain trying to make sense
of his letter, searching for an escape to lead her on to believe his heart
really did contain subtle feelings for her. She found no refuge. Autumn
felt her eyes washing over and blinked away memories, smiling into Legolas’
face. She matched his stride and watched the fall leaves crinkle and
rub under the soft soles of her shoes. He slowed briefly and lazily sat
down
under a circle of brilliantly colored trees. The trees gave vibrancy
to the surroundings, looking as if a painter lazily splashed saffron, ruby,
ginger,
and blended hundreds more from his palette onto the crisp leaves. She
took her place on the cushioned grass beside him, staring up at the
swirling leaves, floating ever downwards from the spanning branches
overhead. <br> The leaves fall down to me- down to us from high above.
<br>Sometimes, you can just lay here watching. <br>And sometimes,
you actually can pin point a single leaf. <br>You can watch that one
fall
slowly and you wonder why you see it gradually fall in that single
moment. <br> I’ve watched the leaf fall in slow motion, never breaking
the
silence as it hits the ground. The moment's gone and passed, but you
have to remember it. <br>I mean, what if you find your moment again?
<br>The breeze is making these leaves fall faster now. It’s amazing
how much I like the swirls in the sky. Maybe it’s because my name is Autumn,
or just because simple things like this amaze me. <br> I thought
it could have been clearer today, but it's just cloudy. What happened to
the
sunny days like usual? <br>But I don't want the usual. I don't want
things like that. <br>I don't want the light, not anymore. <br>So
I swim in the
days, the days that fall like leaves on top of me. <br>I can see
you out of the corner of my eye now. I see you out here, I always see you.
You
stare at me a lot- I see that.
But you know what? I know you are my
moment, but I think, "I never knew you." I dwell in the simple but
complicated things. <br>You're my season...you’re my summer breeze,
my fall
leaves. <br>A single leaf can make me fall, since I've fallen like
the leaves before. <br>I think I was slow to find my moment<br>
But, <br> moments fall slowly with the leaves. <br>I only want things
like
that<br>.
Things that made me fall for you.</i>