An autumn breeze

I trotted toward the bright window where a tall, flowing curtain brushed against the sill. At the bottom, a cool draft slipped through, making the sheer white hem ripple like a gentle wave. I poked my nose straight under the billow to investigate! The fabric draped across my back like a fluttering cape, tickling my ears with every gust. Peeking through the sheer folds, I watched leaves swirling outside in the courtyard, matching every swish of the fabric above me.