Story 8 of 48, about 3 minutes to read

The Calm Breath of Autumn

A refuge in golden silences

A late autumn afternoon in a forgotten garden: golden light, leaves returning to the soil, a stone bench veiled with moss. You sit down, and the season speaks to you under its breath.

A bittersweet serenity reaches you: it is the awareness that everything has its time to bloom and its time to withdraw with grace.

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