For Those Who’ve Gone | Hail Mara

The air is thin and chill, the sun hanging low

as the last apples of the season. The bonfire

crackles to life, redgold flames chasing

the last of the daylight to the horizon.

via For Those Who’ve Gone | Hail Mara.

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