Fall? Yeah, right.

Looking outside her bedroom window, the girl sight in obvious exasperation.

This was nothing knew, just diappointing.

The country she lived in, you see, had no actual Fall.

Not like the kind you see in movies, TV shows, even anime.

Not like the kind you see when you google 'Fall' in google images.

Despite the fact that it was obviously Fall time, everything was still smoldering hot. Like the weather was still stuck on Summer (as it often was, in this place where she lived).

As a person who loved the cold, the colors, the wind, the rain, the girl hated this non-fall time.

All she could do was wait - and hope - for the Winter to come.

Winter is coming, isn't it?

But oh, how she wished... how she wished she could witness a real Fall.

With the leaves, and the wind, and the colors, and everything in between.

Sighing again, the girl left the window - filled with broken wishes - and went back to write.

At least she still had her imagination left.

And that was more than enough.