Augustly Gloom
Air coils and writhes like a snake across glittering sand dunes, from horizons doused in pallid strips of dancing mirages a matronly breeze nurses the spirit and skin from the morose thunderclap of dusty heat; already a selcouth filter creeps over the atmospheric light orchestra of the blue yonder, and swarms of mummified leaves squirm in a procession of lamentable souls along roadsides and hedges to bid that late Summer a shaky adieu as the unwilling harbinger yields trembling to the latter and buckled days of the sun's pilgrimage.