Autumn’s Dark Embrace



The golden light of late October painted the path in warm hues, but she belonged to the shadows between the trees. Long crimson hair danced with the falling leaves, black lipstick catching the last rays of sun as she walked. Pale freckled skin glowed against the deep black of her cropped turtleneck and leather skirt.
Every step sent a soft swirl of orange and red into the air. She didn’t hurry. The park was hers in that fleeting hour—quiet, beautiful, and just a little bit dangerous.
Some say autumn itself had taken human form that day.



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