Chapter 18 - If Its You, I Don't Mind

"It's nice."

"What?"

"The weather. It's nice."

Lia's staring out of the window and she looks at the leaves fallen on the ground on the sides of the road.

It's fall season and it's beautiful all around.

Lia thinks this is probably her favourite season because although she doesn't know how to put it, yet the world is so alive and dead at the same time during this phase of the year.

It's pretty and Lia wants to observe every part of the world here. She doesn't want to blink and miss out on anything because it's too fitting for her.

The leaves' changed colours as they fall to the ground. Fall is almost like the void that gets created and it's a void that feels being filled with every breath of the planet, every fall of the trees' nourishment that takes an entire year.