No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face." [ ]
The Complete Poetry and Selected ProseNow Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.
Day and night songsA mist is rolling over the fields. Why is a summer mist romantic and autumn mist just sad?
I Capture the CastleYou won't find the tales I bear in any books . . . My tales are from the Moon Realm.” —Ebb Autumn
The Moon Coin