Redsand Canyon muqaddima

There were two purely red leaves, one transitional leaf turning gold, and a last with yellow like the brightest dawn.

These she had arranged in a line with great care, and by then realized how delicate they were, especially the dry ones, and could not think of how best to transport them. As Germanicus appeared there came a small gust of wind which trembled the piles, shifting them together.

Nazli was hurried as she placed them back in order.

He spoke of the forest. She was addled as she arranged things.

Um, no. I.. forest? This isn't -- you have more of this, here? She motioned up to the tall standing grove and looked to be in awe, unabashedly struck by the concept that there could be more than dust and grass despite standing among it.