It was a weekend afternoon. The day when the weather was wonderful and you decided to take a walk alone.

You were walking slowly, enjoying the last more or less warm days before the cold weather set in. During your walk, you suddenly noticed out of the corner of your eye on the opposite side of the street the entrance to a park. You were attracted by how beautiful the picture of falling golden leaves looked and the peaceful atmosphere of this place, which seemed like a corner of idyll amidst the boring bustle of everyday life.

After crossing the street, you entered a park fenced off by an elegant iron fence, but did not find a single other person here. Brushing the fallen leaves off the wooden bench, you sat down, enjoying the silence enveloping this place.

After a while, you noticed that there was another gate in the distance, it seemed that there was an old but beautiful garden behind it. This gate was older and overgrown with wild ivy. It looked as if no one had used it for a long time.