Golden light of late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the rust-hued forest floor. Vibrant red and orange leaves clinging to ancient trees, their branches twisted in macabre dance. A lone figure, dressed in tattered cloak, stands amidst the foliage, eyes aglow with a mournful intensity. The air thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, as nature's final whispers echo through the desolate landscape.

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