New Air - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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Napoleon took in a deep breath and exhaled.  He smiled at his partner before taking another deep breath.

“It’s finally Autumn.  Crisp air and the promise of cozy fires...’ He winked conspiratorially.

“The season changes and you’re thinking of women?”  Illya shook his head, rolled his eyes, then clucked his tongue in mocking dismay.

‘‘Seasons reflect our emotions.  The summer is hot with passion, fall lets us cuddle with a lovely maiden...”

“Maiden?  Who are you, and where is my partner?”

Napoleon didn’t care if Illya made fun of him.  He loved Autumn and everything that the season would bring.