Submission (#6797) Approved

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Chapter 1: The rustling of fall leaves

- Catch it! - Coffee shouted cheerfully, throwing a handful of colorful leaves into the air. They flew up into the sky like little sun bunnies that came alive for a moment in the autumn air. Mimir laughed softly as he watched his friend spin around in a swirl of golden leaves. He tried to catch a few, but most were carried away by the light breeze.

- You're too slow,- Coffee teased, bouncing in place. - You have to be faster if you want to enjoy every moment of fall!

Mimir nodded slightly, not losing his calm expression.

- I have my own tempo,- he replied, stepping beside her.

Mimir, trailing slightly behind, smiled. He was enjoying this leisurely, peaceful time of year. The leaves that had fallen from the trees formed a colorful carpet beneath his feet, and the air was filled with freshness. He looked at the Coffee and her endless enthusiasm, as if she was trying to convey all the energy of nature in her every movement.

- You always feel the coming of the festival so keenly, Coffee,”- terra said softly as he came closer. - This year's festival is sure to be special.

- Of course,- Coffee made another circle among the trees, catching a few falling leaves in the air. - After all, you and I are getting ready! We need to make it perfect! The leaves, the garlands, the pumpkins.... We have so much work to do!

Mimir nodded, already imagining the warm glow of the autumn lanterns and the aroma of spices that would soon fill the streets.