I once knew a woman with the eyes of a cat and hair the color of a raven. This woman would roam the cobblestone alleys of London at a most peculiar hour.

One brisk autumn evening, I set it in my mind to follow her through her nightly journey. She walked the streets in the very same manner as I had seen her do always and with the same air of nonchalance. I followed her through the rivers of cobblestone, sheer curiosity motivating me, the crescent moon’s light illuminating the puddles that resided along the streets, lighting up the alleys for me, and the sound of her leather-soled boots tipping and tapping, guiding me. Not once did she look back at me as I followed her through shadows. Not once did she stop. We walked for miles.

Just as I was beginning to feel the soles of my feet weather away, she stopped. We had left London, or any civilization, and we were now at the mouth of a grand wooded area. I hid behind a large tree that seemed to have toppled over many decades ago. The woman tapped the tip of her boot three times, ever so gently. As the last tap came down, the thick trees in front of her opened up gracefully. She stepped into this opening, and I followed her. I stopped dead in my tracks when I entered.

The woman with the cat’s eyes sat there on a log with three other figures. One of them, a young man, with skin that shone brightly, as brightly as the sun. One, a beautiful young woman, with bright eyes and a colorful flower in her hair. Finally, an old man who was grey in color and seemed to emit coldness at a glare. All of them looked at me. I thought I would be frightened, but I wasn’t. I felt I had met each of them already. They smiled, and the door opened again.

Every spring, summer, winter, and especially fall, I speak into the woods. Passersby laugh, but I know the seasons hear me.

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Preston Randall
Preston Randall(@preston-randall)
1 month ago

I really enjoyed your story Saad, especially the way you lead us enticingly on the journey through to the finale, building tension along the way. And the ending is especially satisfying, and brilliantly creative.

Sandra James
Sandra James(@sandra-james)
1 month ago

Well done, Saad. You had me hooked from the start, intrigued and wondering where they were going, then a great conclusion. I really enjoyed it!

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Margarida Brei
Margarida Brei(@margarida-brei)
1 month ago

A captivating read. So the stalker met the seasons as represented by the three people in the forest? Who was the woman he followed?

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Allan Neil
Allan Neil(@allan-neil)
1 month ago

Well done, Saad. Lovely bit of fantasy with an enticing journey to the conclusion.

Emily O'Leary
Emily O'Leary(@emily-oleary)
1 month ago

I really liked this piece Saad, love the idea of the embodiment of the seasons gathering together. Such a whimsical write, well done!

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Carrie OLeary
Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
1 month ago

I really enjoyed your story, Saad. I love that all the seasons are meeting. I wonder if the seasons will change when Winter walks out. Well done.

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Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
1 month ago

Hello, Saad. I really love it. Such a creative writing. And like Preston said, the ending is satisfying. Well done.

Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
Reply to  Saad Mazumder
1 month ago

You’re welcome, Saad. How are you?

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Linda Rock
Linda Rock(@linda-rock)
1 month ago

What an innovative story, Saad. I echo everyone else’s comments. Great job!

Bella Minyo
Bella Minyo(@bella-minyo)
1 month ago

Saad, I really like how you personified the seasons as people and led the reader on, adding suspense without giving anything away about the story and who the season of autumn was. The story ended very well, I just have one question: Is the person who followed the seasons into the woods the only one who can see the seasons, explaining why people found him strange? This was truly a delightful story to read.

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Bella Minyo
Bella Minyo(@bella-minyo)
Reply to  Saad Mazumder
1 month ago

I agree the two traits do seem to overlap in this case. Revolutionaries think and act differently, which oftentimes does not fit with what society thinks.

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