It's fall... and once again my tresses are starting to darken. The rich tan, soft teals and lavender has faded, replaced by darker brown, berry pink, rich aqua, and slight purple tips. They have grown long again. So, until I can find another spell to change my hair back, I suppose I will let it stay this way.
Ah, fall in Ireem doesn't seem all that different. I don't even know why I am calling it "fall" in the first place. Ah well... back on the far Island of Nippon, I would have dressed in my finest kimono. A lot of fall festivals occur to celebrate the changing of the leaves. Ah, I kinda mess them... as there is no chance of such events here. Can't celebrate the changing of the leaves when there are barely trees around...
I almost feel like taking another short trip away from Ireem... maybe longer. Maybe I should return to Nippon. See what has become of everyone I used to know. I would love to find a kimono with a falling leaf print. Then, when I wear it I can be reminded of the falling leaves... and not the burning sun above.
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