Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

The red-leaved trees stood up and greeted me as I walked through the crown tunnel. Continue along the paved road throwing burning red leaves. Heavy feet to turn the pedal. How long will it last? There's no sign. Peg your bike in slow space. A development that does not proceed as late. Will the end come? A carriage ran from across the street. Horses rush to disease. What's the rush? What do you think? About me. Etc. Through, passed. Grip the handle tightly. My palms are sweating. Shake your face and calm your feelings.