Two places really existed in her mind, London and Seattle. She believed that they had something in common. The city of rain. Two months ago, she left Seattle and came to London. No particular reasons in fact, just for work. Spring, that’s Seattle. But London, it was not summer, not winter, and of course not autumn, so which season can define this city, oh, October, November, some kind of feelings between them. When leaves left the root and went away with the wind, down, hopeless, she saw and felt; however, it was the most usual thing in the world, very less people would aware of. 

 “Heaven is a place nearby. So there is no need to say goodbye.”  

Do you remember... Have you ever fallen in love with... Where are you… She loved the night, no moon, no stars, which was so completely and extremely. She did not know where she came from, and where her destination was. A lily of the valleys. And no answers. 

Finally she met her destiny. The leaves still would walk away, and new lives were just starting out, it seemed that everything was in the circle of nature. Beauty, jade, white, coffee, grey… 

Only she was the stranger.