A few days later, the weather was clear and bright on Maple Leaf Island.
True to its name, falling maple leaves drifted everywhere, like a shower of fire descending from the sky. Anyone stepping onto the island could not help but lose themselves in a daze, stopping in their tracks to gaze around.
The fiery red maple forests stretched on without end, undulating and crisscrossing in a way that looked entirely unnatural.
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