Autumn: the scent of rotting leaves, the fresh brisk winds, the way fallen leaves always make me feel like a five-year-old... One evening I was walking in the park and suddenly felt a strong urge to start throwing leaves all over myself, or even better, at someone else. Then I started wondering why autumn always makes me feel so childish, then realised that actually winter - and spring - and summer have the precisely same effect on me... 
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"But some stories, small, simple ones about setting out on adventures or people doing wonders, tales of miracles and monsters, have outlasted all the people who told them, and some of them have outlasted the lands in which they were created."
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