she broke through the clouds, and stained leaves to rust - the crisp golden tan, sent Summer to dust... decaying of leaves, and crisp apple smells - the full-bellied clouds, where sheets of rain fell... the crackle of fire, and pine-scattered trails - sweet caramel scents and misty thin veils... a fiery horizon, that kissed tops of trees - and throw on a sweater, against nights cool breeze... the frost would so lightly, lay sheets upon earth - she'd aid the decay, of seasons rebirth... the feeling that fills, her entire whole heart - inspires to tell, autumns seasonal start... a feeling she'd give, to you and to all - and live in a world, that offers you Fall.

The Decaying Daughter, part of the Hollow Daughters airdrop collection for my wonderful collectors is September's airdrop!