Her glasses fogged up as she tottered, totally bewildered by the ear-piercing screeches of something nearby.
The strange gusts of wind fought against her, freezing her to the core. Emily’s noro-striped scarf was doing little to keep her warm at this point.
She felt a sudden crackle under the sole of her boot and instantly looked down. Scattered around her feet were these beautiful plum-coloured maple tree leaves.
Unable to resist, she lifted a leaf off of the ground and almost immediately her fingers turned extraordinarily blue, her airways clogged and she started to choke.
Struggling to breathe, Emily wafted her arms around in utter desperation and with no energy left she fell to the ground almost instantaneously.
The glamorous maple leaf was a curse…
Something so beautiful, yet so destructive.
– Fatima Ali