Once upon a fall

He was extremely tired after the concert, but as the evening, which was slowly

turning into night, was very warm and beautiful, he decided to have a walk and enjoy

the feeling of independence. While walking down the street he noticed the leaves

falling down onto the ground, and wind seemed to whisper something in his ear.

Together they made a faint sound which blew his mind far away from reality. The wet

air seemed to soften his heart and wrapped with those feelings he started to whisper

his song.

She was extremely happy after the concert, and when her friends went home, she

decided not to take a taxi as usual, but just walk through the city and enjoy her

favourite weather. She took her favourite chamomile tea and went on walking. While

she was admiring the merged smell of her hot tea and wet air, the wind blew her

scarf away making it look like wings of butterfly in her back. She felt the warmth of

the tea flowing through her veins right into her heart, and started to whisper her

favourite song.

There was a narrow street to cross and they stopped to make sure that there were

no cars. And suddenly they noticed each other. He looked at her and recognized that

elegant and charming girl, who went into her crazy dance during the concert and

now he heard her singing. Although her voice was far from perfect and the notes

sometimes didn't match in tune, he fell in love with this very performance of his own

song. She looked at him and went smiling out loud, her eyes were shining brighter

than the Sun, yet she didn't even realize that those eyes betrayed her feelings. She

looked like a little enchanted girl in Disney Lend. Her unfathomable happiness

radiated like a polished diamond in the sun.

- Hi, Maestro!

- Hmm, "Maestro"?

- Yes! "maestro" is the only word that fully describes you.

- Oh! Nice, I like it. And what word describes you, than?

- Umm...I don't know...Maybe, you will find it?

- Oh, ok. Let me think for a while...

And he threw his scrutinizing look at her. He noticed her opulent touch of shyness,

her inpeccable smile and bright eyes which exuded warmth and happiness, but at

the same time it seemed like she was hiding something deep down in her heart. She

looked so happy, but at the same time he noticed sadness hidden behind the sparkle

of those shiny eyes. He noticed her coat which was the same colour as the leaves

falling down and he realized that she was a real personafication of autumn. And he

said.

- Got it! "An autumn lady"!

She went laughing.

- What? "An autumn lady"? No one has ever called me like that.

- Well, and no one has ever called me "Maestro" - he said with a kind smile on

his face.

The cars driving along the street could watch them talking and laughing but no one

noticed them, and they noticed no one. But somewhere far away in the universe a

new thrilling story was being told of "A Maestro and The autumn lady".