autumn rain

The elf stood at the edge of the lake while the fine autumn rain tickled her skin. Her thin, transparent dress clung to her body, soaked by the rain that fell coolly on her. A slight smile flitted across her face as she stretched out her arms and enjoyed the moment – a mixture of summer warmth still hanging in the air and the first crispness of fall. Her bare feet touched the cool, wet wood of the footbridge, but the cold didn’t bother her. On the contrary, it awakened her senses and made her feel the moment even more intensely. She lifted one leg, leaned lightly against the old railing and looked out over the glistening surface of the lake. A gentle breeze played with the wet strands of her hair, which fell in messy curls over her shoulders. She closed her eyes for a moment and breathed in deeply. The scent of wet earth and fresh rain filled her lungs and a soft, contented sigh escaped her lips. There was nothing she enjoyed more than these fleeting moments of freedom, when the world around her seemed to stand still. She knew that summer was finally over, but she didn’t mind. Autumn had its own charm – something seductive and unpredictable.