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Late one afternoon, while walking through the park, Nikola noticed how the leaves had already begun to change color.

The path beneath his feet was covered with yellow and brown shapes that moved gently whenever the wind passed through.

Children were playing somewhere in the distance, their voices echoing softly between the trees.

Nikola sat down on a worn wooden bench and looked across the small lake.

The water reflected the pale sky in quiet waves.

He had come here many times before, but today the park seemed different.

Perhaps it was simply the season changing.

Or perhaps it was something inside him that had quietly shifted.