by ~TheStrangerInTheFog on deviantarts



You walked slowly in the gentle breeze, the wind whipping your (h/c) hair around your face as you took in your beautiful surroundings. The leaves were turning gold and gently floated to the ground, like little people dancing gracefully in the cold wind. You sighed contentedly; you wanted nothing more than to be doing exactly as you were everyday. However, today was an exception; every other day you were piled high with work, often times staying up into the wee hours of the morning just to finish your mounds of paperwork.
Lost in thought, you almost ran into...