Ah, yes, autumn here... where it's 90 degrees Fahrenheit until November.😂 If you liked Childhood's End, First and Last Men by Olaf Stapledon comes to mind. It's more of a 'cyclical' book than a strictly autumnal book, but it has that same feeling of foreboding loss. It's an interbellum SF classic, so it gets its near future hilariously wrong, but it feels overall poignant. It's in the public domain (in some places?).
Ah, yes, autumn here... where it's 90 degrees Fahrenheit until November.😂
If you liked Childhood's End, First and Last Men by Olaf Stapledon comes to mind. It's more of a 'cyclical' book than a strictly autumnal book, but it has that same feeling of foreboding loss. It's an interbellum SF classic, so it gets its near future hilariously wrong, but it feels overall poignant. It's in the public domain (in some places?).
Ooh sweet, I haven't read that and love new recommendations