Again, I have been thinking that I would like to
make a few changes to this world.
Just a few minor alterations.
For starters, I would prefer that when autumn
arrives, the orange and red leaves fall up when the wind releases them from the
trees. Green and brown leaves may tumble
on the ground and must do so for a minimum of thirty feet. Ocean waves shall no longer collapse into
foam upon reaching the shore; instead, they shall splash up into the air and
immediately transform into gray and white mares that gallop over the green hills
beyond. And far above, people that are
happy to be alive will climb translucent mountains. They will climb and climb and climb as the
orange and yellow leaves fall up all around them and the whitest mares sprint
by.
--Mitchell
Hegman
I love the imagery and symbolism.
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