Twinkling lights danced across the lake, with the grace of a gazelle.
The crisp evening air whipped around, making leaves scurry like field mice.
The drifting leaves placed themselves decoratively all over the water, causing gentle ripples to shimmy their way across the pale liquid.
Golden light seeped through gaps in among the trees who played host to critters and crawlers.
In a second, the sun dipped low behind the horizon, sending a chill across the land.
The dancing lights vanished, and the critters and crawlers lay still, waiting for the breath of a new day.