As they drove through the mountains of Lord Theron’s land, Roman took in the stunning scenery. Entire slopes had turned various shades of orange, yellow and red. He could smell the autumn scents. See for miles as the air was so clear, not a cloud littered the sky. He took in the spectacular maple trees lining the roads. Their fiery red leaves dancing to a silent yet graceful melody in the breeze. Occasionally letting go of their branches, they flew high and free like elegant autumnal butterflies. It was like driving through a red world.

Octoberland, he smiled.

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