I remember walking through the unfamiliar door of the huge mansion. The autumn wind ruffled my hair and froze my cheeks. I went into the main hall. And I saw a huge chandelier. It was a real magic: a whirlwind of autumn leaves enveloped every lens, and the burning lights reminded me of the fire of autumn colors...
And suddenly I saw a shadow. She ran like a ghost past me in light fabrics, and a whirlwind of leaves rushed after her. Delicate, unearthly... for a second I caught her scent. It was the smell of rain and cold wind, but spicy and sweet. As if autumn itself looked into this abandoned, overgrown mansion.