
A short story=] enjoy
She was the whisper in the wind and tiptoe of the rain. She was the foam in a wave and the glint in a crystal. She was Autumn and so was her name. Shy but Significant. She would creep through life, barely acknowledged. That was the way she liked it. One day, a flicker of colour caught her eye. She looked over at the fountain in which she had seen it. Nothing. She stepped a back and there is was again. A small piece of a rainbow, so beautiful, yet trapped in the small water feature. Not daring to break free, just like her. And then, the sun came out and began to lift her and pull her and warm her. And she broke free, her colours began dancing and spilling out. And she let go and danced away. Free.