With tints of crimson bordering it like a hue of fences around the garden of heart, waiting to be fully engulfed by the hungry night, but this evening of autumn seems to be ceaseless, along with cherry blossoms falling on the path of dreams, Giving way to the glabrous bark of memories, To fade away, with the beauty of paradise starting to extirpate, The ferly night arrived, carrying the silver sphere of scars In shackles...— % & Hello Writers, 🤠OPEN COLLAB FOR ALL🤠 COLLAB on this beautiful background and write a quote, one-liner, poetry or a microtale in collaboration with this prompt. *Writeup shall be original. *Write your own self.