Forever Autumn: Haunted by Sunset River Shadows
I guess you could call this the end of the La Union saga, which all took place in a nameless bar.Moving forward, as I cross the river heading down this winding road to that place beyond the pecan groves. Passing bare trees and barren fields, which has me think of Fall and the events that took place there one winter’s night, and knowing that the Fall is sometimes known as the season of dying and yet there is something truly sincere about it, with the dying leaves knowing no manner of lying and are just alive and then...