The Glowing Earth

This autumn was especially warm. The lake was foggy and appealing. It had the power that attracted and gave a dual feeling of peace and unknown expectations as if it had tried to reveal some secrets. The water reflected the glitter of the sunshine, piercing the fast-moving clouds. As the wind blew from the east, it stirred up the forest. Pine peaks had reached the sky, touching the edge of the grayish clouds. Birds were silent.