a long breeze flows through the air as leaves fall sway through. as the plentiful green slowly goldens into what it seems a golden wheat field of enchanting colors. my skin tingles with the sensation that I know all to well. The nostalgic sweet smell of maple leapt through the air like a young rabbit. as the squirrels scamper through the fall branches and leaves which covered the ground like snow on a winter day. There was no way that you could ignore the beauty which was all around.
No, they should not. The space is not theres.
Creonte, Antigone, Ismene, Haemon, Tiresias, Eurydice of Thebes, Polinices, and Sentry.