It lingers in the room like the hour before dreams. Soft, weightless, and full of anticipation. You don’t see it at first—you feel it. A stillness that hovers, asking nothing in return.
It lingers in the room like the hour before dreams. Soft, weightless, and full of anticipation. You don’t see it at first—you feel it. A stillness that hovers, asking nothing in return.
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