But the Great Oak, the eldest of the grove, rustled its green leaves patiently. “Not yet, Winter. September is our bridge. The children are going back to school, and the sun still holds its warmth in the afternoon, but the nights are getting sharp. We are preparing for you, but we are still autumn’s first act.”
Winter huffed, but he waited.
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