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[yldann]

Autumn touched the land, and the canopy overhead had burst forth into a song of color, now hidden in the shadows cast by the moon. I stood on the cliff at the edge of the island overlooking the ocean. I had never sailed upon it. There was no boat. The moonlight danced a path across the water, and beckoned me to walk to the Far Land where the sky touched the sea, reflecting the path of stars overhead.

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[yldann.livejournal.com]

I should probably add that I have only seen this with my inner eyes - I never actually stood on this cliff and looked out over the ocean with a Forest behind me in Autumn. I wish I had, though. It kind of reminds me of this poem:

http://helen99.livejournal.com/44676.html

It has the same feel - only that may be on the other side of the body of water with the moonlit path.