I am not very young anymore. Even for an elf I am old and the start of winter affects me more then it usually does. Saying farewell to the green and the warmth is bitter to me....as if I am losing a long lost friend with no certainty of return.
I know that most creatures feel this way, I just have to look at my animal friends and see the same sadness in their eyes, but for me it is more than that....it's a coldness in my soul which is different then just old age or the changing of seasons. I can only conclude I am not quite myself these days.
