The brisk wind, out of the north, has a bitter bite. A few brittle brown leaves cling desperately to the Mother Tree, quivering in the frigid breeze. Occasionally, one gives up the battle and falls gently to the ground to join his brothers and sisters as they lay in wait for decay, becoming a distant memory of their recent verdant glory. Winter is here…


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