Lilting through your mind are wintry winds and smells of wet straw. The rush of summer is over, and you have gathered more fruits and vegetables than you could ever eat alone. You give them away to friends by the boxful. And a quaint tradition draws you in for yet another season—the corn maze. Looming under the luminescent moon, tricks and surprises wait. And the one you admire, whom you see there every year. Twists and tunnels lead you to where they have been waiting—hoping—that you would find them in a dark corner. You got lost to find each other.
Many on the forum have asked me, so here's my answer: a spoonful of lighter fluid. And you'll need to wash it out really well when you're done.