Autumnesque colors, omens, and answers vividly emerged on her clairvoyant canvas as a painting of the season, hung before her. Tilted rays of golden sun, angled slightly over evening; chilling winds entwined with shadowed afternoons; bluer skies, the falling leaves, and clearer vision through its spectacles; rendered yields of growth and grain, her harvest moon. Looking back upon the year that passed, and forward to another; gazing into life, its reverie and rhyme; facing demons, fears, and shadow selves; the crossing of her mother; alluring harbinger of hearts, reflection time. Cascading down the rocky, smooth, and variegated daydreams; upon the swirling stars and planets, her hope astride; falling through the cracks of isolation, love, and landscapes; into fantasy, where those little secrets hide; where the life that she creates will soon abide.
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