In a clearing

You are standing in a clearing in the woods. A paved path leads to a small cottage, its garden enclosed by low stone walls.

The trees are baring their branches, and their red and brown leaves cover the ground, crunching underfoot and rustling in the breeze.

The air is crisp, and the sun is starting to set. A thin plume of smoke rises invitingly out of the cottage's chimney.

• Look at the leaves

  Red and brown and purple and orange, dry and crinkled - fall has been going on for a while.
• Look at the trees

  They do not even attempt to cover their nudity. Rather, their branches stir in what looks like suppressed laughter.
• Walk up the path