Mountain Mirror

The season of lush vitality has passed, giving way to a new reign—one steeped in the crimson hues of falling leaves and the somber light of a waning sun. This is Autumn's Hush, where summer's vibrant tapestry unravels, exposing the ancient essence of the earth beneath. The air sharpens with the aroma of decay and nostalgia, and the forests murmur tales of inevitable transformation.

Autumn carries a poignant wisdom: beauty often reveals its deepest truth in surrender, and strength is found in the art of letting go. It is a season of radiant decline, reminding us that endings are not empty voids but vibrant gateways, paving the way for the earth's restful slumber and fertile dreams. As the light fades, it doesn’t vanish; instead, it unveils a raw, riveting presence—the primal soul of Midgard laid bare.

This is not a time for mourning but for reverence. Step into the sacred stillness and allow the waning light to illuminate the stories that winter quietly prepares to conceal.