The very nature of autumn can seem depressing to many unenlightened fairies. The time period of watching the world die its yearly death saps much of the joy from many a rosy cheek. But autumn is not a time of dying. Rather, it's a time of explosion. It's as if the world were using its last bit of energy to go out with a bang. Consider the silent fireworks of the forests, their myriad of hues an expression of the inert elegance of every individual tree. Think of the dance of silent, feathery seeds as they make their beds in the warm ground before the cold hand of frost reaches them. They sleep there throughout the season and await the warmth of spring to extract them from their shells. Autumn truly is a beautiful time of year. Join in the festivities enjoyed by billions of fairies at the turn of every season. The beauty of creation awaits you.
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